Rest In Pieces

To AG - I win, you lose.

Flash me back, flash me back.
It takes one touch to
throw me there,
to drag me here.

You may be dead
or so I've heard.
Did you leave a will?
Did you think of me?
It's not important,
I don't care for money.
Don't ask me why,
don't make me list them.

You left me this
and that and that.
I stick a price-tag
on each one.
One stick for every lick,
another for every prick
of your poisoned needle.
I was your special girl.

Did you remember me?
A pretty doll kept in a box
brought out to have some fun?
A doll among a hundred dolls -
pick and choose
which one today?

You left me more than
anyone will ever leave to me.
I touch, I smell, I taste, I hear,
I see, I dream, I feel,
you and you and you again.

I should thank you,
thank you for your gifts.
I must be something,
I must be real.

I gave it all,
you took it and smiled.
I watched you steal
me, piece by piece.

(Could I be whole again?)

Did you lie when you told
me I would die if I confessed?
I had thought that you were god.

The truth brought death --
But who was it for?
Not me, not me,
not me after all.

You crumbled to dirt then
didn't you?

I take it all back now.
You can't stop me.
I will walk over you,
run over you,
dance on your grave.

I have no need for your bequest.
I return it, crumpled and torn.
What you stole I reclaim.
It's dirty, it's stained
but I scrub it clean.

I laughed when I heard you were dead.

 

© Morney Wilson

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