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Pushing Buttons
Hey o'l blue eyes
is this better way
over here
is my silence worth
more than
it's weight in gold
Knowing damn
well after twenty
eight year's of
redundancy
my gold is
naught but fools
gold in your
eyes alone it's
worthless
"Could you just
shut your fucking
mouth for once
in this
godforsaken
marriage"
finally I snap
Disdain glaring
dislike from
raging sea's of
blue violent
riptides
drowning me in ocean's of truth
Panic surging
gut roiling
fear racing
tears stinging
suffocating hurt
Faithful
companion's
kiss of chaos
Swirls of grey
freeze numbing of
all senses since
before our
marriage,
exhausted I
again allow
the ease
Suddenly energized
with
powerful strength
ready to battle as
well as
rock calm
steadiness
A soft turn of heel
our
eye's locking
mine unwavering
yours widening barest of shift
body bracing
freeze
of Ice flowing
from
our eye's
clipping the
flow of word's
"How dare you
treat me like
the maniac you
truly are
finally you've
stepped across
the wrong line
my line
If up to me I'd
saw that viper
tongue of
venom carefully,
painfully
popping out the
bloody bit of
poisonous delicacy
placing it upon
my own tongue
chewing ever so
slowly, eye's of
stormy blue while
watching you wince
and whimper
purring as slippage
of
your blood's bitter
bite
drips a drop along
my bottom lip
you are naught
but spineless,
weak and inept
definitely not
a strong,
respectable
soldier of survival
as claimed
more like a
pathetic,
mangy stray
dog
listen real close I
will not repeat it
start backing
the fuck off
no more cruel,
demeaning,
snip snap of
reprehensible
vileness maybe
it's time for
regulated reminders
I'll never see the
inside of
a filthy, disease
ridden cage of
steel or have you
already
forgotten the
doc's stern
word's
"private sanitarium"
endless supplies of
mind numbing
medications
drifting while
attended by
respectable,
kind and gentle
folk
best be
keeping that in
mind my little
buttercup"
Turn of heel in a
quick
stride casually
tossing
over shoulder
"best
be staying out
of our private
quarters tonight
or all the god's
above won't be
able to help
either one of us
love you most
said it first
I beat you
Nighty
Night Shoney"
She's pure
sweetness like
honey dripping
from a warm biscuit
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