tarred honey

by Nicole M. - Gemini

their coats
of
pain
and
gaping traps
excuses to
be lonely
in selfish
doorways
to know
anything
even lies
to harbor
sensations
like disposable
intentions
the
tattered
phrase
runs from
their
half-assed
nonsense
like 
tarred honey
punctuating
each ill conceived word
with a flick
of the wrist
to screw in
the stoic invasion
stealing
purpose
in the
puddles 
of
their object's
affection

Birth sign: Gemini
Date created: 2008-07-07 23:22:27
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:47:10
Poem ID: 71853

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