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Texan Defamation
The bells ring in the distance, and she comes undone again.
Solaris, glaring into her windows,
whispers of its disappointment with her decision.
She closes her curtains and pads back to bed,
contenting herself with halftruths and fairy tales.
She gave up everything to see how the world tasted,
but in the end, the only thing she could taste
was the shit that had stained his words when she left him.
Now, in retrospective fallacy,
she recalls his reason for loving her.
'You are different from the rest,' he had said.
She wonders how crow tastes, as he eats his words,
as she's not in the mood for poultry.
The last 2 lines of this poem clinched it for me. I wasn't sure how to feel until I got there . . . but it was well worth it just to catch that devastating little bon-mot. Excellent!