Black Ice
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wham!
you tried …
tried to tread upon me
weight placed, committally
body-to-heel, heel-to-sole
sole … to soul
my renewed spirit
(since the aberration, You)
such a grand target
blossoming like ink on damp khadi
so who wouldn’t, right?
I mean …
it was there, waiting …
readily available
seemingly compliant
and you have to scrape your
boots SOMEwhere …
so … why not?
(ah, why not, indeed!)
only THIS time I was préparé
and your balance betrayed you
as you betrayed dreams
desires …
us -
(as moonlight betrays the gloaming) …
oh, those pretty pumps found
their mark, alright
but you should have looked closer -
tread a bit more carefully
cuz that familiar path had changed
darkened, (by your apathy)
hardened, (by your carelessness)
and frozen, (by your coal-black heart) …
thus …
down you went - bam!
in a lump of shock and consternation
landing flat on your beautifully
bloated ego
and all I could do was smile …
a pity, really
and I AM sorry that you bruised your
fat aspirations, my dear
but YOU created this new creature I inhabit -
shadowy beast that I am
cold, hard truth of a monster
your ex-doormat …
your …
black ice.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2022
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