Tuesday, February 21, 2012

The Wicked Shape of our love

surrounded........


yet alone 

with many..... 

yet abandoned 

willing ......

yet unwanted 

giving.... 


yet not seen 

touching......... 

yet untouched 

wanting... 

yet not wanted 

this lover... 


so unseen 
i 

live 

in the shadow 

of your "love" 

it is abuse 

the wicked shape 

of brokenness 

.....there you have me trapped 

i am held by nothing 

touched by not a soul 

......me in this isolation 

my torn and faded love 

cast out to die 

it is at your hands


...... i 

take my last 

breath.... 

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