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bygone (colab w/ Anita Mac Auslan)
by Morgan D HafeleIf I leave too soon,
well, that's just my prerogative.
Timing's never really been
a strength of mine, anyway.
And she told me the stars
Are nothing but liars
Anyway, hiding their deepest
Secrets behind that oily black.
I want nothing more
Than to disappear under a
Velvet blanket
And wrap myself in liars.
While you do nothing but
Murder my self confidence
With accusations
And pretty little I love yous.
She saw through your deceit
Before I even knew your name.
I couldn’t taste the poison you fed me.
I took your bait.
I’ve come to see the truth
In the sky and in you.
The stars are nothing but liars
And you’re burnt out…
Just like them. 08/30/2008 Author's Note: this happened because Anita is awesome! and then some!
Posted on 09/04/2008
Copyright © 2025 Morgan D Hafele
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/05/08 at 06:47 PM A disturbingly dark but very well written piece Morgan and Anita. It never fails to amaze me how the human mind interprets different stimuli. |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 09/09/08 at 05:06 AM Aww, Morgs... I miss our mid-day chats while I sit in my car at the laundromat. I think we did good... ;o) |
| Posted by Katie Dean on 11/16/08 at 06:35 PM something sacred and then broken. beautiful. |
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