I keep waiting for the logic to turn your phrase
The sanity that so often leaps and tumbles, so much farther than the beginning
The inception of your honesty's disarray wanders between hours, minutes, days
I never know which is today's truth
Or, is it some strange variation since we last talked?
Karma trails you like snail slime
Or, is it just me?
Wanting constancy between the hours
You say you are done with him, with them, and that place, and you won't contact them again
Who are you playing, them or me?
I want to believe you, but I find your fickle reality exhausting
From the tips of your painted toes to your bipolar soul
It is time I stepped backwards
Or would that be forwards?
And pay attention to the water swirling around my ankles, And the gentle tug of the rip current
And leave you to your own headless path, sidestepping like a crab
Never reaching the lusciousness of water
Or the wonderful baking warmth of dry sand
I will leave you to you and yours
And if our paths chance to intersect, i will smile and nod and wrap myself deeper within my cloak of protection
Keeping close to my heart, all that I have seen and done and lived
While you remain the same.
Evermore.
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Author:
Zephyrschild (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Incident death of a rocky friendship
- Category: Friendship
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Comments3
A wonderfully written write about to many,a very relatable subject, nicely expressed and written
This poem is very detailed, it seems to burst open into a new image and a new layer each time like the life of a thousand butterflies. I enjoyed the creativity!
I hear anger, distrust, suspicion, hurt in this write of past relationship. Strong and written with powerful words is shouts its message.
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