If Charles Manson apologized...A Poem by Jack...Well you would...wouldn't you?
If Charles Manson apologized… I have bared your soul in mirrored images, swamp fed nightmares of my own imagination Skinned you alive in public displays of toxic spewing meant only as a tool to brand you my own Chiseled in your skin the rantings that will follow you for life, no shadows can conceal the silhouettes dancing in the street “Lewd photos? Cyber sex?” Posted and pasted on the wall, dripping with saliva found only on this chin, amongst the stubble of graying matter, coarse as hell’s highway, littered of cigarette smoke and empty beer bottles broken at the feet of those who truly love you for… “they deserve you” “Me a liar?” Raked over the coals, your flesh scalds at my taste, my lips move but truth clings to the doormat that once read, “Welcome”, now waving in jute and fraying disbelief Yet still I have believers, blinded by my beauty collected on the fence line, somewhere out on a snow capped mountain, echoing their love for me, for me, for me “You see, deceit can foster love.” I have bound your feet as you tried to run, crawling for the exit, knees ripped and bleeding as I bathe in this blood, so sweet it caresses, soft on my weathered hands and boney caricatures as I sit here smiling, scathing away with words, merely ink as black as my heart “Oh yes, I have a heart…lol.” Civility, my new word, my new shield, painted in freakish shades matted and framed on the gallery wall, and still you dislike me "despise me," as I wave the white flag, (my middle finger extended proudly behind it) For as I have said…I apologized… “If Charles Manson apologized, you’d forgive him…right?” © 2013 Jack...Author's Note
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StatsAuthorJack...San Antonio, TXAboutNot much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..Writing
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