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Served Cold | A Poem by Clive Oseman

I read your statement through eyes of rage –
now my words will rape feigned innocence,
imprison you in vengeance
and violate your self esteem
until you wish to fly into oblivion
away from gawping eyes
and rapid fire potshots at your worthlessness.

Who are you to slash at me
with lies designed to shield your mate
and fill your designated place
with the ashes of my life?
You, your already tattered reputation
full of the seeds of scores of tramps
are nothing, yet diminishing at every turn

(Decanto, November 2013)


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