Psychomachia

"Fragile. Handle With Care."

You dropped my heart Cognizant it was made of glass I watched it descend in slow motion A careless mishap? A sabotage, mayhap? You put the blame on the wind And thrived in that chasmic cosy chaos ~~~~~ I wish I knew then, what I know now I failed to notice that a neon sign Above my head blinked "disposable" It overshadowed my warning label ~~~~~ If I weren't so myopic If I was just a tad psychic If I had followed the maps of my gut If I knew where your trail of paint would lead to I'd have stopped you long before ~~~~~ You were aphasic in dialect Nothing more than an empty envelope Or a cassette with its tape pulled out You felt so macho, like a champ But you're a psycho and a chimp ~~~~~ I'm feeling so conflicted Should I beg you not to leave? Or leave it to the cosmic energies? You don't believe in karma but you will When it shoves strawberries up your ass Watching you erode would be my bliss

Author's Notes:

This poem was inspired by and written for: 1. Heather Hubler's Unscrambled Challenge The word I chose was "Psychomachia" and the words that were unscrambled from it are in Bold. 2. Poppy's Prompts #4 The words to be used were Sabotage, Strawberry, Disposable, Cassette and Glass. 3. Poppy's Prompts #5 The words to be used were Paint, Erode, Envelope, Descend and Wind. __________________________________________ Thank you so much for reading this! 🥰 If you liked my writing, please leave a comment, click the heart and subscribe for free! You might enjoy this as well: