Epoch
EPOCH
My literal nemesis
An engagement with enmity
A truest of enemies
Dishonest to none, except to me.
Only to me. She saves her lies for me.
Saves herself while all her time is in other peoples company
Only lies to me at night
And only when she is done;
Will I write our morning Effigy?
Our reminders of children’s convictions
Our witness to a daily penance gone
For the crimes suffered at the hands of parents
As our own parenting lacked.
Absence begets absence from
Abuse brought from neglect.
Its genetic it is inherent
In other words there’s no escape
It has always been waiting, this mental trap.
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