My honest words, not watered down like yours:
Me, Suspected of masochistic instinct?
In a respect, you satisfy that urge,
That immoral inclination, that you strive to suppress,
As you neglect the pain you cause. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #23 – Worthless”
Thoughts fly in at the
speed of Internet. I need
spreadsheets for my mind.
Steve D
You craft these warped mind games
When you know it’s those games I mind:
I’m not equipped to skip to the right squares
And hop to the beat
That only you can hear.
Every day with you near?
It’s poisonous snakes and
Ladders with rusting rungs.
I can’t keep up with your concept of ‘fun’. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #16 – Abyss”
The fine company,
a symphony of clinking,
a love-filled kitchen.
Steve D
Just ignore it, it’ll fade.
Condescending disinterest in communication.
Sunrise, fresh start, new day –
“It won’t matter” you say. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #9 – Corporate Games”
A People are bound
not by land and borders, but
by spirit and heart.
Steve D
It’s only from the shoulders of giants,
That we can reach new heights,
As it is only from ignoring dead women and men,
Whose wisdom is waiting to be read,
That we can reach new lows.
And it shows.
Our willing, willful stupidity. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #193 – Waiting Wisdom”
One cannot lead well
without treading the path that
others fear to dream.
Steve D
Endless apologies for reasons unknown,
Offered up continuously to a hollow throne,
Countless attempts to atone even though,
As you reign, this servitude enslaves me.
Where will self-imposed exile take me? Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #122 – Kings and Courts and Clowns”
Accepting the past
is not the same as being
bound to its burdens.
Steve D
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