vermin,
a poison to my brain,
chipping away at every acre of muscle,
my eyes subdued,
why do liars lie with full mouth of teeth,
repetition of words never sounding the same,
each with new ribbons to paint the fibs they tell,
tongue like snake fishing out more to take,
a selfish love for wants and desires,
for self, not they,
for I, not other,
new woman on your arm,
what a delight it is to see,
my body numb from exhuastion,
rung all the emotions out of me,
in the span of a month,
but what is time, yet a false reality,
fascination,
but why be a suprised at a child that sticks his fingers into sockets,
electricity running through him giving him life,
let him be happy, I say,
my tear ducts have closed off,
I am done today,
I am done.
I could never have foreseen this.