the distance between the two

By past tense

the night before last
I had a dream
that you had fallen
into a pit of everything you feared
and it brought a slight smile to my face.

today
I understood that you never
fully understood me.

and perhaps it's not fair of me
to hide under this blanket. statement.
of the sentiments
you tried to hold secret
behind your back, like boiling water

but the burns gave you away.

and being caught red handed
casts the wrong kind of light
on you

I'm still trying to make sense of the skin
you peeled from my chest
when you dug out my heart
in the name of
"just checking…"

and I let you

not because I trusted you
but because my 10ft pole
was twenty feet away.

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Copyright 2012 past tense
Published on Tuesday, October 9, 2012.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: I am going through relationship issues as well so this poem gave me an excellent insight to what I need to do thank you. Excellent, excellent write by the way.

  • A former member wrote: I am blown away by your mastery of "show-not-tell" with your original, unique images - like holding secrets like boiling water but being given away by the burns. "red handed" gets a second meaning in this light as it could also describe the hands burned red from holding secrets. With brilliant metaphors like this one, you have written a memorable experience that hints at a relationship deeply damaged - just as the title would suggest. Thanks for sharing. Write on. -cheryl

  • A former member wrote: i'm in awe that this hasn't received more comments...you are a very well spoken, intuitive, and analytical poet....i like the way it seems that this creation was given life so effortlessly...i appreciate your handywork wordplay....-s_o

  • Carmina Gitana On Thursday, October 11, 2012, Carmina Gitana (149)By person wrote:

    You have the rare gift of being able to write poetry. There is no line here that I feel the need to quote. I just find, when I read your works, I fall into them. I can't tell why, but reading your poems just hits the right note every freaking time. Predictably fantastic. This happens with precious few poets I've read. You are marvelous, truly. I look forward to your next work, whenever it might appear.

  • FadedBlues On Wednesday, October 10, 2012, FadedBlues (2168)By person wrote:

    ...bold & brooding in its display of irreparable damages...

  • A former member wrote: you fucking genius.

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