An insane poem about a man who will not give his wife what she wants most of all. |
-From The Mouth of Decadence- by Keaton Foster She said Then she fled Where did she go I do not know Alone I searched Alone I remained Then one bright day Instantly made darker She returned Poof Out of thin air She was there In my face Telling me What a waste She wanted a divorce A permanent parting of ways Which until she returned I was sure Was already the case I said no I confessed my love I told her that I Could not live without her I assured her that I Had made a promise To her and to God I swore to love her Until death do us part She called me a hypocrite She swore I was a heretic She told me that it was I And not her That had cheated That I had broken any And all of the sacred vows And that God above And in her words The Devil in my soul Would understand She said that I had to let her go And that I had to give her a divorce Of course I continued to refuse So she, like before Disappeared Poof Gone just like that Never again did she return Never again a single trace I can’t help but to wonder What has ever become of her To this day she is still my wife Legally and not physically of course No papers have ever come No legalities ever settled Just a husband with A wife nowhere My latest girlfriend does not care Of course it helps that she Is completely unaware If she ever wants to get married From the mouth of decadence I will be forced to frankly speak Revealing that I am spoken for A married man keeping his promise If not to his missing wife Then certainly to his God above… From The Mouth of Decadence Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013 |