Sunday, 3 December 2017

Communication 95

life

life
it chases and chokes
creeps on tiptoes,
sailing unoccupied – there she blows!
conspiring
like the catalyst she is,
serrated,
a double edged sword
the victory salute,
a clenched fist
the blade
that cut my wrist
life
she’s the chain to my anchor
with the hate I feel,
it’s impossible
to thank her,
where’s the sweet refrain?
life
she splits the grain,
kills the graze,
all pros & cons
outweighed,
evil actions won’t
go unnoticed
all debts will be paid,
life
I’ll hide,
wait for her passing,
build barricades,
evacuate her blitz
her tantalizing promise
is so hard to resist
beneath the rubble,
I’ll excavate my wits
it just ain’t
worth the trouble
life
she’s a bitch




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