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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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3 Comments

  1. Gina

    Ouch. I feel the pain in that poem… Beautiful use of language as always.

    Posted on 15-Aug-08 at 14:38 | Permalink
  2. Greg

    This exactly describes how I’ve felt about every Star Wars film since the original trilogy.

    Posted on 15-Aug-08 at 14:54 | Permalink
  3. pixie

    omg greg I could not agree more!!!

    Posted on 15-Aug-08 at 15:49 | Permalink
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