EXEAT LIKE EXIT

The liar stroked my hair with reversed love

 

it did not hurt as much as the needle in my arm giving off poison

 

The thief spoiled my insides and dissected my abstinence

 

made me naked next to embarrassment

 

The culprit stalked my consciousness

 

bribed sleep like dirty tricks

 

The saint cumulated into something sinister

 

and turned a child into a martyr

 

The trespasser scaled the pristine soul

 

and ruined eternal warmth and brought in cold

 

The victim sat on the pew said achoo and they all said bless you

Reviews

[JelliFyshKissUs]

LOL!!!!!!!! OMG! I love this! That ending is priceless. But it is your wording that takes my breath away. "stroked my hair with reverse love" Woo! I wish I had come up with that. You are a masterpiece in the making, babycakes. A masterpiece in the making.

[David W Moore III]

Having just used the tarot in my last poem, this made me think of tarot arcana as you named each. Brilliant ending as well! Nicely done.

[TK]

Thank you thank you thank you

[OT]

ah I love that opening line - "reversed love" - such an idea! oo and "turned a child into a martyr the trespasser scaled the pristine soul" - such a way you have with words, I agree with Shawn - its the word combinations and sentences - the way they compliment each other and bend into each other - such a power - and lol! loved the last line - nice job!