Murdered Love
My love for you is a creature, a solid breathing
Entity, a mangled creation of shadow-black flesh
And the thread-like interwoven muscles of my
Bleeding excuses…
The paltry reasons I put up with your countless
Slights, insults, depravities, are its backbone,
The eyes are mere sockets, the hollowed out orbs
Where my intuition has failed…
My love for you stalks at my feet, its hot breath
Warming my Achilles heel, the weakness that lets you in…
I cannot escape you…I cannot fool myself into hatred,
Though it’s just a thin line away,
I cannot shake off this damnable love, no matter how much
It hurts, no matter the knives of white-hot agony that stab
My heart, no matter how you choke me with your ropes
Of lies and deceit…and you, how you repay me,
You pick up the shards of my shattered dreams, so much crushed glass,
And grind them into my weeping wounds, you spit on
My flailing hopes as they flap on the ground like crows
With tattered dragging wings…you murder me with a smile…
And all the while my love for you clings to my hem, bulldog determined,
Digging deeper and deeper into my melting soul, penetrating the bone,
Burning brands of linked sixes in my marrow
Soon I fear it will bite so deep it will sever me in two, and leave me,
A mangled maimed malcontent dying slowly in a pool
Of my own pathetic longing…my own self destructive love
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