EdenA Poem by HebeYou may have been there yourself at some point!
Eden
It was that involuntary JIGGLE of your keys First thing I heard when you stepped through the door I STUMBLED upon that photo in your phone I noticed you cleaning the interior of your car quite often The downstairs couch has become your alibi Now everything you do is FISHY , questionable, sneaky Your phone never leaves your side Your eyes always shifting back and forth Never standing in one spot too long irritation seems to be your new mode DECEPTION always seemed to me such a cowardly road to walk The OCCURANCE of these incidents are always shocking to me Do I give the impression that I lack perception or intelligence ? I feel like a TRAPPED mouse in a TRIANGLE running from corner to corner Being sucked down into a bottomless cavity of quicksand Once, I stood behind the YELLOW kitchen wall The picture of Bogart, starred at me, it BURNT holes in my brain I have been HANGED by the hand, that led me to the alter I was trying not to breath , heart thumping sweat beads dripping down my neck I could see you peeling your favorite food, APPLES your knife making a perfect circle of the rind as it fell onto your plate Your eyes never leaving your phone Your favorite food was turning brown, left untouched, messages went flying The apple, how ironic , the ‘forbidden fruit’ And you, the snake sitting on my couch © 2016 HebeReviews
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6 Reviews Added on September 27, 2016 Last Updated on September 30, 2016 AuthorHebeNJAboutMy passion is dancing Argentine Tango. It takes a minute to fall in love with it and a lifetime to master it. It is elusive & addictive. It is obsessive & blissful. It can take you through a rainb.. more..Writing
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