Sunday, 13 December 2009

#8. I'll Bribe Him With The Antidote

Sneak a peak behind the curtain
certain actions play routine.
I learnt his daily system
condemned him to his punishment
cementing his resentment in that
shallow whiskey on his desk.
As his heart starts to panic
he clenches at his chest
obsessed with this request on repeat
to stop the heat
to stop the pain
begging to let him walk away.
To see his pain makes things ok.
And in the fading minutes
as he cries and falls
I take it all and break his heart

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