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"Thou shalt not commit adultery"
By Crush Room
Dawn....
panic stricken, desperate for an alibili.
Adrenalin begins to pump life into fabricated episodes as I
canvass my thoughts for perfection.....
Fuck! This seemed so simple last night;
Now, hell is at my doorstep perusing the menu of the Ten Commandments...
The path 'home' secures critical thought time;
A multiple choice of lies....A B C or D?
Visions of the perfect crime scatter like dust as fear of retribution
jumps the mental queue...
Home.
With the precision of an inaugural acceptance speech
The plan is exectued to the loyal audience.
They love it and embrace me with open arms....
Bravo! Bravo!
This time, I made it.......
.........not before my peripheral vision exposes the sneering monkey resting
on my back.
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© 2008 Crush Room
Published on Monday, June 30, 2008.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on ""Thou shalt not commit adultery""
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On Tuesday, July 1, 2008, Scarrzz
(238)
wrote:
The choice, the urgency, the logic, and the performance are all brilliantly described, but the wisdom to recognize that playing this part enslaves you to it is the real jewel. I really appreciate your thought processes. Most people don't have the courage to be honest with themselves. This work shows that you do.
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On Monday, June 30, 2008, DIATRICUS
(64) wrote:
Well-documented procedure for future habits formed -- your own personal warning, I wonder? I sense that the protagonist here knows the danger of getting to good at the art of deception... well done.
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On Monday, June 30, 2008, Crush Room
(22) wrote:
Considering that the author hasnt told a 'nasty' lie since she stole a piece of cake at age of 8, this piece is heavy with personal experience that goes beyond the text level - as you have so explicitly pointed out...xx
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A former member wrote:
hmmmm the lies offered to the loyal... aren't those the droppings of the largest of apes... I like the reference to the political parlance... a platform to behold, a campaign being waged, promises issued... and betrayal offstage. This seems to capture the bold coldness of the act in the words of the infidel. It seems to me that "they" stands out from all the other words.
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