poetry, trails of thought

Or did I misunderstand quite awful and bad?

And so when you said “Don’t make me your enemy”, 

Did you actually mean to say – 

To the core of my sore, 

To the weary of my reason –

“Don’t carry on doing what you’re doing to me and mine”?

‘Cos if that’s what you really meant, we ain’t got a deal:

You’ve so savaged my soul and belittled me tough

By now,

That only the stuff of truth does remain me for sure.

Only the stuff

Of absolute truth I will proclaim.


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