.


YOU ... (!)

the pseudo poetic scapegoat for our

Ills

To whom we address our " love " towards

As a means of obscuring our real

Experiences

•

A poetic device that turns all poetry

Into pure manure

//


( YOU ... Responds )



" I don't know you

You don't know me

//

We never loved each other !

( if you ever really loved me or anyone

You wouldn't write about it as you do )


You try to make me appear at fault because

Your whole life is phony

You are too paralyzed with fear to dare try

To grow up

So over & over

You wallow pathetically

Year after year

Decade after decade

In maudlin self pity

In a shared attempt

To become

Non existent

And numb

.

I do not grieve your pain


I just find your reliance on lies about me

A form of death


Let the dead bury the dead !

//

Most of you are dead


As you praise each other's ugly fear

And call childish games

Reality

//

We never met

We shall not meet

You shall die as you live

In the loneliness of your deceit



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