you were held on puppet strings
while I was assigned
wipe other people’s butts
even though I had more knowledge in my head
than anyone else there
as theory has always been my strong suit
despite reluctance to accept
power based on emptiness
this led me to avoid things
and it was poorly received
but the only reason was injustice
seeing things in the wrong rhythm
black and white, but still
undoubtedly denied
as if they were pie in the sky
eaten at the wrong time
before dinner, as I usually do
so I can swallow it through my
sensitive taste buds
surrounded by the darkest night
my thoughts became
the darkest too
I waited the longest
until the investigation is completed
but instead
it nailed me down
the coffin was prepared for two long years
and now I have been culled down
designed to be the one
out of my needs and wants
where you played the main role
and even if it was a long time ago
it still hurts and the effects will be audible
forever in my heart
were you the one who had it?
take revenge on me
in someone’s behalf?
if it’s about it, well
I hope it was worth it
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Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
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Interesting look into the psyche. Resentment coupled with a tad of anger. Nicely done. Congratulations on TS
What an interesting and intriguing concept put into words :)
Wondrous job! Keep up the exceptional effort—congrats!
Great flow, very deep, I felt it!
Congrats on TS!
"If you've done nothing wrong you have nothing to worry about," said many a detective to innocent men, women & children now sitting behind bars. Ah, the vendetta, when someone comes after you, often for reasons completely unknown or unfathomable, & simply will not let up until either you or they are gone. In three of my five appointments to parishes there was at least one person who did everything they could to get rid of me. At our going away celebration for a place I'd served for nine years (an extremely long time for small church rural appointments in The United Methodist Church), one woman who hated me before she ever met me was heard to say, "Well, I finally got rid of Randy. Now if I can just get rid of...." For immigrants, it's so often even tougher. Locals too often presume that because of accent or language barrier & the fact they haven't known them that they must be ignorant & foolish when often the immigrant is the most thoughtful, intelligent & well-schooled person in the room if not entire area. How often do we hear of professionals (doctors, teachers, lawyers, etc.) working as janitors or in the service industry because the local professional associations have not yet recognized their credentials? My heart goes out to you, Mescaline, for all the challenges you must face where you are & my deepest & most sincere apologies for my complicity in them.
This was so heartbreaking and poignant! Loved your poem!
great flow
Incredible poem! I love it thanks to share