Fish out of WaterA Poem by NautiliThis is not about a single person but a composite of betrayals, some small and some major in my life.Fish Out of Water Smack down, face to the ground. Not a single sound, but my gasps for air. (Mama always warned me that life is neither kind or fair.) "Let me be dreaming, please," I whisper as I crawl to my knees. I look up into your beautiful, inscrutable face. Your make-up is so perfectly in place. Not a frown or eyes full of tears, As you nonchalantly reveal unfathomable fears. A shapeshifter has stolen my closest friend. A fiendish fishwife stands now in her stead. All my vulnerabilities expertly flayed by your acutely keen blade. Our bond mutating, then morphing into a stunningly sophisticated charade. My outsides are stripped naked. My insides eviscerated; laying open, exposed. My heart is barely beating, and swiftly turning cold. Trust lie like viscera, discarded in the trash. Warm memories are now Pestering phantoms of the past. Scales removed, and now I can see cold, blank eyes staring back at me. Is this a sign that I am weak, That you just knelt to kiss my cheek? Is this a sign that you are strong, That you are oblivious to your wrong? The Three Sisters are watching you as you sleep, each eager to place a cool kiss upon your warm and blushing cheek. For it is universally incumbent that you reap your comeuppance. For fate has a way, my old friend, (sometimes soon, sometimes at the end) of giving in far greater measure what was given with cruel pleasure. © 2016 NautiliAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on December 7, 2016 Last Updated on December 9, 2016 AuthorNautiliNYAboutA Dream Within A Dream Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if.. more..Writing
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