Home   Home

Spoiler Alert

by Johanna May

As if on rewind the inception of each
corruption revealed from the pastiche

of anecdotes, endearingly obvious,
tenderness fills the same space

as annoyance. Where desire lays
its rays also clarifies its own end.

What was straight, cracks and bends.
My vision spans the whole, ready

for this chrysalis to break and we
to be new. Only, he is held up,

I’m somewhere he can’t reach.
Country of one, shoreless beach,

So having watched the entirety
until the conclusion, he hasn’t.

My duty is to determine the edge
where pain and relief meets

And unerringly slam that wedge.


Posted on 05/09/2023
Copyright © 2024 Johanna May

Return to the Previous Page

pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 1 visitor(s) online
All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)