Bound and Gagged
Watching as you
glide into apathy’s arms,
and collapse
listless and wondering
in awe of emptiness.
As your hands lay open
mine are bound,
our words of hate
hang from barbed wire,
string out,
fluttering,
like the miles of fur
on a rabbit proof fence,
separating us forever.
We passed
into other lives
now as strangers,
and when meeting,
our smiles freeze,
sharing the memory
of what our destruction
wrought.
In this spectrum
of now,
we share nothing,
and everything,
but the canyon
grows to swallow
all that was good.
Once we touched,
and I was a chalice
forged in your flaming palms.
Once I sampled the essence of you,
consumed by,
and addicted to,
the drug of you.
And….once,
I felt completion
with you.
Look at you now!
Remembering,
and wishing
my hands unbound.
I see you sneak glances
from the emptiness,
always knowing…
Pride will win
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