CatfishA Poem by Nothing Personal"on the movie"
Lies, Lies and only liesis what you told mewhen I was least expecting itwhen your eight year oldwas paintingwhat I shot with my lifewhen parcels and boxes came inwith affection and tiny little cardsand unscrupulous writings of a teenager. Yes I fell in love with you,A self, a mirror self of someoneI never knewBeautiful, yesTalented, yesWhat was there not to fall for? On top of that,Cell phone numbers, house addresses'real' pictures, almost real voices.I was dying, literally screamingin my insidesto have found youto have found loveat unlikely, unworthyan almost unbelievable place. The real you was a shambleA creep in mindA creep at heartSelf pity and failed dissociated lifedoes not allow you to recreate thosethat the world never meant for youFalse choices never meantgames could be playedcharacters madeon invisible chessboardsmoving back and forthpawn, knights, bishops and queens. I am still vaguely in love with theyouI thought you wereVisually, that you is married with kidsand a different life.Mentally, that you is creepy and fertileand vaguely attractive. Butwhat's to perception?images built on mindafter events piled higherone after otheron mind's endless spaceThere was quite enoughfor a house,a nice garden,some nice music,some exquisite paints,some beautiful photos,a couple of great looking kids,a lot of loveand a little bit of belief. Instead,there's bleak, green deceptionelectronicallymentallyphysicallyemotionallydecoded&drainedby now. © Nothing Personal. May 13, 2011
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1 Review Added on May 13, 2011 Last Updated on May 13, 2011 AuthorNothing PersonalTXAboutHi !! I don't fuss too much about sharing a name or an identity. I came across this website and found it to be an interesting niche for writers without distinctive labels. It is a great place to befri.. more.. |

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