wanting to need
and bask in the glory of everything sacred
yet,
every time it begins to feel safe
and almost near something approaching comfortable.
I drop my defenses
and start to believe,
then ...
out of nowhere
a bludgeon,
a smashing of lenses
bewildering confusion ensues,
and it's all erased
judgment has fallen
condemnation reigns supreme
taunting all reason for even being.
and yet, you say you love me?
you dare to say you care?
how does this treason explain
anything
except
crazy.
demented is the robe one wears
while chasing old rainbows down dirty, dead streams ...

10/28/2008

Posted on 10/29/2008
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