Dearest of all

Dearest of all

I should be appauled

By my place

After the disgrace.

You say all is well

That you are fine

But I am not

I am walking on the thinnest line

An arid acrobat

That has forgotten his act.

Thy god has laughter

For he is forcing our meetings

And I can no longer relate

To fate.

The handsome man that stands

The curved face

I would carress

Those cruel words

That still hissle.

Imagine if it were true

If life were not a venue

With fake lights

And unkept promises.

Would you have accepted

My tenderness

That stalls each

Time I see you

And mourns its miss.

One day you will

Become a chapter

Possibly against your will

But it would be part laughter

Even if heartache would

Overcome

The sum.

I care too much to look

To be a crook

And let mine revenge

So I content myself

To simply binge