betrayal
Enthusiasm cored,
unborn, glassy,
turgid: that moment
between the noise
you do not want
to recognize and
the opening door.
Once taken aback, you
cannot take it back.
The door swings
away from you,
pieces of stomach
scuttle like marbles
down a ramp.
— Halsted M. Bernard
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Comments
Ouch. I feel the pain in that poem… Beautiful use of language as always.
Posted by: Gina | August 15th, 2008 14:38
This exactly describes how I’ve felt about every Star Wars film since the original trilogy.
Posted by: Greg | August 15th, 2008 14:54
omg greg I could not agree more!!!
Posted by: pixie | August 15th, 2008 15:49