Mass Intentions

by Beth K Hannah

I am screaming

I am breaking your bones

As there is no way to comprehend
The way lives flow in and out
Everything is moot

And I am still incapable
Of building a complete
Safety net

The hint is gone
As is the glamor of something
That more than meets the eye
But I keep the lies on
Locket around my neck.


Author's Note: Dexter inspires

Posted on 02/09/2010
Copyright © 2023 Beth K Hannah

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 02/09/10 at 04:38 PM

Clearly. Heh. Pretty good inspiration, too.

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 02/23/10 at 12:54 AM

Quite powerful last two lines. Somewhat esoteric. One can very much bring his/her own experience to bear on this poem.

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