Not For You

A Poem Written 07/07/2006

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Conjecture right befuddled,
as emotions stay all muddled
in a pool of drama
sustained by my pen.

It drips along for hours,
spews black liquid tasting sour
to the ones who dare
to read the words aloud.

I am a man,
embittered, damned.
Not a lover,
not a savior,
not a pet
nor slave for labor,
not for you.
Never again for you.

Depress my tongue with yours, hon,
and tell me I am dreadful, but
the truth remains
your tongue is laced with lies.

Skirt the issues with your silence,
your own kind of childish science.
Run your tests to prove
my heart rules over mind.

I am a man,
led by the hand
of the pretty piper
lulled by music
sweet and cyphered
to my death
by way of
fickle,
feckless ruse.

I am a man.
Embittered, damned.
Not a lover
or a savior,
not a pet
nor slave for labor,
not for you.
Never again for you.

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