Honestly, I'm a Liar, & Other Balances & Imbalances

May 11, 2010

f r a u g h t

Did the deeds

Which more than maybe

Weren’t so thought out,

In the end,

Lend more than maybe

To deathbed sores/

Nauseously  fraught w/ caught?

                           .

As I splash my eyes

And more, all that moral nightmare off,

I’m right to rationalize–

Deeds not so thought out

Purposely,

I mean it,

Could be freer from some consequence

And not fraught w/caught.

2 Comments »

  1. A rather dark poeom in some ways…interesting structure to the poem…thanks for sharing it.

    Comment by slpmartin — May 12, 2010 @ 12:51 am


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