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Literature
That word
One word.
That word.
You threw that word at me
Aimed with precision
To take full control.
You knew.
Which word.
Would vanquish my spirit,
Two syllables pierced
My worth and my whole.
Literature
Fruitbat
A portrait is a flat mechanism.
In suit and tie or dress, some stooped
at the base of couches dragged into frame
and then left there, staring forward.
It does not matter who, the people in portraits belong
to the immaculate house of the past
where no one has ever lived
and the furniture is simple wood
propped up by a dowel or a sheaf of papers,
solid oak wrapped tight with gossamer thin cloth.
Even this is untrue, for the ones who know
about gossamer are now dead, stock set
in memories born still
for the things hinted in them had not happened.
The brown tinged wood was not illuminated
by a light cast outside the photograph,
swaying in a foye
Literature
Friends
Some betray,
Some forget,
Some stay,
Some love,
Some hate,
Some die,
Some stay in your soul forever...
-- o-o; Ze psychotic one? o.o;
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Took me a while, but I love it and request permission to quote it liberally. 