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Judas’ Kiss

An abecedarian

By Natasha CollazoPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
Judas’ Kiss
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An abecedarian, nightmare of abandonment

Betrayal in his lips,

Caressing my hips,

Dreams that wont cease.

Endangering my peace.

Fingers playfully intertwine.

Grave feelings run down my spine,

He kisses me.

I kiss back.

Jeopardizing everything I healed in the past

Knowing this kiss will be the last.

“Let’s give this another shot”

Melancholic eyes, hesitating in his thoughts.

Never returning the very next day,

Only returning was the pain of my shame.

Perverting the altar of my sanity, this

Quantum of fantasies.

Rubbish thinking, pulls me off shore.

Swallowing me sore.

Tides.

Under water lurks of danger,

Vexed me with anger.

Waking up, Im reminded of the loyal one who experienced this.

X is scarred on both of his wrists,

Yellow-bellied fools slither with their hiss.

Zechariah 11:12 “they weighed for my price thirty pieces of silver” with Judas’ kiss.

Gratitudeheartbreaksurreal poetryProseinspirationalMental Health

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Natasha Collazo

Selected Writer in Residency, Champagne France ---2026

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    Written by Natasha Collazo