4 Walls

If these four walls could talk they would say..
I'm so sorry that I'm driving you crazy today
there's so much on my chest, I've much to convey
And no one will believe you if you repeat this any way

Leaving is futile, I've locked the door
Stop screaming and crying, don't wanna hear it any more
Help yourself to some popcorn, I promise I won't be a bore
You'll find that recliner to be more comfy than wallowing on the floor

But...as you wish...floor could use a good buffing, but I digress
That's chalk residue beneath you, and it outlined a macabre mess
I've developed 5 more cracks just this morning, I just can't handle the stress
I've...witnessed a murder, and to this I must confess

There is a back story to this, and this room is the center of the tale, 
Host to many extravagant galas, known for entertaining on a grand scale 
The most extravagant to do, was just for two, Saturday date night, held without fail
They supped sumptuous steaks, sipped bubbly ale, and read each other like braille

But the only thing they read that last night was the riot act
Accusations of infidelities loosely based on fact
Text messages, instant messages, emails hacked 
He was tired of the Saturday night charade, and soon his bags would be packed

You're going to regret using me like a pawn she said
Saturday night special aimed at his head
Then she mouthed that pistol, and ingested it's lead
Their last night spent together in this room, laying there dead 

That wall over there was painted a darker blue because it had the biggest splatter
Somebody really needs to replace the window in that other wall, the first bullet made it shatter
Gee I feel so much better now, actually looking forward to new owners... So, what's the matter?
Are you still interested in making a bid, or was that just idle chatter?

2/21/16
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Dietrich Avatar
April 17, 2016 at 10:22 AM
WOW< what a great way to discuss infidelity. I was looking at your best poems list. Warm fuzzies, your number one, I had already seen, but this number two on the list, yes, I can see why it is so popular!
Williams Gault Avatar
April 21, 2016 at 6:44 AM
Andrea, I appreciate you taking the time not only to give such a great compliment, but to check out my best poems list. Thank you!
Smith Avatar
March 19, 2016 at 1:50 PM
Very powerful , yet sad words, and the type of poem that you gave to read more than once to let the words and story flow over you , realy enjoyed it , thank you for sharing , X
Williams Gault Avatar
March 25, 2016 at 6:59 AM
Thank you Jim, didn't realize this is a type of poem where the words need to steep a bit. I appreciate your kind comments and insight. :)
May Avatar
March 11, 2016 at 3:42 PM
Congrats on your win Dineen
Williams Gault Avatar
March 12, 2016 at 4:52 AM
Thank you for the congrats Joseph.
Richards Avatar
March 11, 2016 at 11:46 AM
Such a powerful and unhappy room revealed in this stunning poem. Congratulations !!
Williams Gault Avatar
March 12, 2016 at 4:51 AM
I appreciate such a kind comment Carrie. Now that the room has vented, maybe the house hunters can be left in peace. :) Thank you!
A   Avatar
March 11, 2016 at 10:19 AM
Hi Dineen, Congratulations on your "4 walls" win.... Love LINDA
Williams Gault Avatar
March 12, 2016 at 4:36 AM
Thank you Linda, I so appreciate your wonderful support!
T  Avatar
March 11, 2016 at 10:09 AM
thank you
Williams Gault Avatar
March 12, 2016 at 4:36 AM
You're welcome, and I thank you for your kind consideration CT.
May Avatar
February 23, 2016 at 10:09 AM
Powerful write Dineen...well penned...
Williams Gault Avatar
February 28, 2016 at 5:56 AM
Appreciated Joseph, thank you.
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