I can savor
The taste of fear
Riding upon the wind
As turbulently
As your troubled mind
Seeks desperately
To understand
The mortality of this moment
The life and death mechanics of Reality
The realization
When faced with death
As evident of the staccato pant
Of your futile labour
Frivolous at best
Arouses a sense
Of phallic justice
Hard truths
Brought to bear witness of
Your infidelities
Your betrayal
Lies
Aborning of arsenic
Sputters froth
From your womb
Searing traces of bitterness
Cascades a corrupted truth
Transformed into an ugliness
That has become us
Two hearts
That once beat as one
Cast fervently
Into a cold war
Unrelenting hatred reciprocated
Ricochet
Unmitigated threats
Wounds
That cannot be reprieved
How did we get here
Do you even care
To ponder the thought of
How I once loved thee
A dream shattered
By the realization of now
But
The now
I can live with
The thought of losing you I cannot
Kill this relationship
Endure
I must
For the taste of you
Is the sake of me
My sustenance
I close my eyes
In perusal of happier times
When life was bearable
Abruptly
I'm jolted out of my reverie
By the hilt of your scorn
Protruding from my chest
Animatedly
I touch
As if to confirm its legitimacy
A reason for its being
Overwhelmed by solemn peace
I collapse in passive supplication
And as she turns and walk away
Contemptuous
Of the final utterance
To flee my lips
I forgive you
I ponder
If she ever
Loved me at all
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Fallen Stars
PoetryA collection of poetry, prose, brevity, musings, writings and chaotic scribbling from dachaoticmind.
