Monday, October 17, 2011

Uncertainty



















Eyes red with rage
at the continued duplicity
while professed transparency
is peddled.
You know I know better.
You know my intuitive sense
is dead on about the lying and
shallowness and defensiveness.
You aren't even honest with yourself -
why would you be with me?
It hurts and the wound won't heal
because the harm is still being
inflicted.
(Posted for Midnight Snack #7, 10/17/11 and 
Thursday Poet's Rally 54, 10/24/11)

7 comments:

  1. Ouch! I just wish it didn't have quite such a ring of truth to it, somehow... It's so nice to see you writing again, sweetie! *hugs*

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  2. I've known too many people like this. They make me ill.

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  3. powerful sadness,
    you have captured the helplessness of feeling untrue and lost vividly and perfectly.

    :)

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  4. the masks and the faces..words that hit the nail on the head.:)

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  5. brilliant.
    wow.

    hope that you have found time visiting your peers and enjoyed the rally.

    Share and link in early tomorrow for week 55, that way, you get more feedback.

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