PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

and tell me unhappy slovenly heart rendered

melancholy

why should I while ruling out magnanimous grief

pay heed to your fell swoop folly

you honestly feel its your right to obtain life's

bittersweet gift of chanced and chastened love

face facts

pain and anguish are rarely dissimilar in form

do you wish to take another with near to exact

the same result or not anymore there of

why do you insist on clawing at the stone of

bewilderment in such terror and disdain

why do you then brag and beg me to turn around and

see what you have so ruthlessly yet magnificently

slain

is the price of complete mortification worth the most

horrific pain

not on my part will I post such a prospective claim

and on my pagen patron parade will you fatally fell

toxic tainted rain

to eat away at my newly established inner sanctum

placing indifference ahead of ignorance and shame

verbally slamming you against the wall of outrage

and hate

from this, don't think I will refrain

in any battle of wills I know my logic and wit will

bring me victory with very little ruse

I possess an extremely nasty temper but with it

a highly acquisitioned and a near perfectly

proportioned and efficient fuse

from fighting myself for so long I have acquired

great depth and inner strength

to express myself fully would require a braggart's

breath, a runner's endurance via Boston's own

marathon length

my time has grown short so to the cliff of this page

I must descend

the irony of it all here in the end

I still feel my wicked two selves I must explain

so to defend

maybe the answer is that I should attempt to become

my very own best friend.......

(written Feb 10,1991)