Ignore me
By freudian-slip
You can turn all the music up
to levels of intolerable decibels
drown out the definite predicament
while you
tie all of
your incomplete sentences
together
with your usual sensible
self
amaze the masses
with glitter and sex in their eyes
staring at your intensity
and rising to your occasion
while
you trample on my soul
forgetting
all the distractions
of lust
for nothing begets nothing
legs up in the air
arms
tied to the posts
secretly hoping he chokes the life out of my soul
so imprints and memories have no more persuasion
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Copyright 2011 freudian-slip
Published on Friday, December 16, 2011.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"