Three Flocking Sheep
Bleached white from gray for falsivity
Sheer connection unwinding, evident so is the misuse one-sided
Beethoven Symphony No. 5 in C minor below, some tunes to get vibin while reading -
This piece is about overcoming adversity in a new city amidst bullies and salient tirants (in early 2023). Between the evil countess & my vulnerable unmasking me, writing this story from a newly heightened view of a third party - as me, raw.
Foraging a new pal is pressure, cooked up even more when I was asked to hide a scandal, while covering as her ‘sleeping at place’ friend, more than weekly at the end... then, tormentous doom.
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Assisting with cloudy news
Entering doomsday hopeful for it
Values seeming outwardly whack
Frat years, unalone - spent lonely
Worth a lie until I smelt your demise
Lacking a life fulfilled by mine
Wasting love for more torture upon fizzling
Infatuation in store furthermore
Desire pulled you in the stone
Wanting more led to this in store
Lust never wins
Misery thus persists
This is only temporary
Friends keep each safe
Values in the sky
I think I’m in love with it
Connection lost to lame old souls
Withering away until we fell to lay
Cheating ushers to dissipate
You are no longer here for me
Must a liar need my naivety
But we're everything encouraging
Womanizing lies were played
Why must he know today?
Must we man obliviate at our birth dates?
Constantly in separate times in space
Creating commonalities
Hiding as you do - front face
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This is simply about a misusing friend who cheats on her boyfriend with another man,
not only physically - but loving emotions inside hiding, too.
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>That was a bad idea. I thought you knew… >Oh, the pathos! I don’t really know you as well as I should. In fact, I may not know the real you at all. That essential, sparkling you that you only reveal to a select few. Had I been paying more attention to the stories you are so fond of telling, in which you are invariably author, narrator and protagonist, I would not have been so foolish as to set you up on a blind date. After all, no friend has ever done anything of the kind for another. That’s preposterous. What is a friend, really?
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Comments (2)
Lol, that was such a nice poem.
"Lust never wins Misery thus persists" I especially loved these lines. Your poem was so poignant and profound!