Indulgence

Indulgence

 

I’ve never been impressed by her artificial lure,

her impeccable taste for the false bravado.

 

She has become a mannequin of her own creation,

A creature of pure, blind conversation.

 

Her FREEdom lends that of an imposters pose,

A statuesque version of perverse perfection,

rarely found,

even amidst the prose……

 

It made me….cringe.

 

I found myself quite livid at the surety of her words.

As insignificant as splinters,

but even greater pain upon the push….

 

To the point where Kingdom came,

and went,

back the path it should have come.

without reverie,

or flight…

without fanfare,

or sight…

 

She…with her feigned confidence,

her assured liberties…

….of nullified freedumb.

Reviews

[Kimberly "Melody" Carne..]

Poetic passion!

[Jai]

Keep it up kiddo... you always find new ways to impress me.

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that was a poetic b***h slap...bravo

[Brianna Brie]

Wow...this gives a good spanking to some lady perhaps. Upon a second read though I think you have described "Indulgence" herself. Super write! Flows great!!

[An owl on the moon]

You dance words with a brilliant imagery here, play on play into the mind and heart of one who seems so self assured... Life is full enough each day.. just no time for those tragic, manic games... As ever, your introspections amaze me...