to my companion in life
Hey you
with the slow eye movements
I am not impressed
by your love
And the way you carve your words
on my back
When I sleep in
so bored
with your wisdom
I never liked you at all
and the praise they give you
for your patience
with me
Makes me turn my back
to your longing
I will never be your wife
but I shall have to get old with you
so that I can suck out
your goodness
slowly
and carve your heart out
when your heart is all that is left of you
and when our names are united
on our tomb stone
people who knew us will sigh
And say
Oh
they were such a passionate couple
and the way they died
asleep in each others embrace
They never looked for your heart
Never even noticed the hole in your chest
or the bloodstained spoon
in my fist
Poetry by Lourdes
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Written on 2006-05-16 at 00:18
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