Like Hell

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
It's poetry.

Submitted: January 09, 2012

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The first time I saw you naked,

Underneath the skylight,

Your skin shone like silver,

And your eyes were deep shadows;

 

You told me to keep you safe,

Trembling under a blanket

As the police sirens screamed by

Like baying wolves for our blood;

 

It was only after you said it

That I realized you meant it,

And the pillow talk died cold

Like a sick joke at a funeral;

 

I could have left you then,

Walked out into the night, the rain,

Going hard against the dark, the wet,

The brutal voice chuckling in my soul;

 

But I was weak for you.

 

When a man needs to be strong,

I was merciful and soothing,

Sickening to my own heart,

And falling slowly in love.

 

Damn you.


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