Plucking the Poisonous Parrot
Begone voice of venom!
You shan't intimidate me. You claim control? Wish to lay me low?
I stand firm.Your words hold no more sway.They are feckless.
You regurgitate ad nauseum the same toxic, pernicious recriminations.
And nibble at my conscience with whispers of peccability.
But you forget : 'I am absolved of guilt, free from bondage, deaf to your voice.
It is you who are imprisoned.
Too long have I indulged your presence. I release you -
Into the outermost stratosphere.
From which you will never, ever return.
24/01/19
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Copyright © Wendy Watson | Year Posted 2019
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