Why The Desire Died

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

taken from my book, "Flavortism"

Submitted: August 25, 2018

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Submitted: August 25, 2018



Why The Desire Died


Influenced to die, savagely

Like a beast, into the night

When the wind knocks on my door

The cattle will crawl

And when I don't love you

I'll battle my own fall

If I knew you not before

I now know you well enough

To not call you a "whore"

No matter who you flirt with

But when I step on my own head

You can see me not slipping the truth

__into your ears

'Cause you would not take the news so well

Then insult me for feeling feelings of love

Your heart, I cannot grasp

Because I don't have a gun in one hand

And a B.I.B.L.E. in thee other

Hollering at you

Like a professional charmer

I've let go a year ago

And it was the healthiest decision

__I ever made

Next to getting clean

__of course

I know the course of my heart's path

Will only lead me to the lilies on the grass

If I am there with some one new

Forgetting all about the way you and I

__don't click

Which is a long shot of faith

Seeing it still not happen

Because I'm still complaining

__that it's still not happening

As long as I still feel sorry for myself

Love will not come my way

Because of how ugly that looks

So keep throwing the book at me

I know you don't love me

I know it so well

That it's engraved in my head

And tattooed on my heart

I'll never have the piece of your heart

__that I've long ago so desired

Only to watch you flee away

Like I was something scary to you

I can't give a crap now

You coming back around

Won't change a thing

You won't come running into my arms

I never gave you a reason to

And I never will


08-15-'18 #3

D. L. Cannon

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