Blue Hypocrite
a poem
Photo by Sebastian Pena Lambarri on Unsplash
the way you speak
it swirls and wriggles
like a snake in a bush
real meaning’s lost
on a prowl
for a fool like me
words don’t match intentions
trust broken once
returns with a greater force
knowing that I wasn’t the fault
why would I still want this to roll?
like a bad movie everyone wants to see
instead of a classic recipe
to swim in these highly unpredictable waters
I must have been the bait you craved
to lure me into your lair
to forget
about your flaws and wounds
that you can’t get rid of them anyhow
I think it is the time
to turn a mirror on you
and see how the things really are
from the neutral side
untainted by your warped
artificial reality
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