A Love Affair Gone Mad
A Poem by TTBoy
On screen,
He was the model citizen
Careful dialect for the careful many
Careful words led
to open critiques written-off initially as child’s play
from a childish mind though animalistic
skullied-body tortures
The joy befelt the self-professed deity
as he grew from her fear and loathing
And then
like scissors that shorten the ribbon
that decorate the carefully and skillfully wrapped package
It released the excess back onto the spool
from which is spun
The package was delivered with care
with the hope that what mattered was inside
and no recycling of wasted laborious material
When we can never be too careful
careful can obsess over us in a way that make us
feel the need to lose ourself
She knew when to take a bow
© 2010 TTBoy28
