I’ve found that people ask of you
Things they do not want to know
When you answer truthfully
They look away and curse your name
They posed it like a question hanging
When really it was an order,
don't you know?
I’ve had enough of verbal traps
I’ll weaponize my anti-lies
Trap you back reverse and snap
I see your seducing ways
I’ll preempt your slick attack
Laughing as you stab my back
You may not accept my point of view
Yet you will have to hear my truth
And feel my wrath pour out on to you
K.B. Silver
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K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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CH 20~ Party Down
Argento’s ninth (eighteenth in earth years) Birthday came and went Thursday, the thirteenth, and he’d already received his father’s gift, if you could call it that. You had to commit a fairly serious infraction to be cut off; the Arch-Baron was keeping up appearances and maintaining his own reputation as much as any sense of love or attachment to Argento with his “gift.”
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