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caustic

though you were

indifferent to the

presence of pain

mine that is

you spoke through layers

of smoke and blur

an epiphany ye has

shaded not

scoundrels pale

in comparison to

your obvious cur

I love you on a graphic scale

but a fool rents my  heart

and I am unable to out maneuver

the posse of your misguided ideals

of what true attraction and friendship is

gulled by too many half truths

the blood of my tortured wrath

has drained out

to a puddle of lesser me pools

such a pity

when

after all

I was certain you

would call me out

to swim in your sea

instead we both

merely drown in

the silently sad

but oh so deadly rules

it hurts to know

that love here

can not make its very own bed

it can only stand watch

for a Tiger's grace

amid a stream of plenty

regrets..................

(Oct. 8, 2008 755am)