Quizzical eyes morph angry and
bigoted. They cannot possibly
fathom or even begin. Ideally open
arms transform into a reality
(clenched judgmental hands)
as hopeful words turn red.
Darkness
(ignorance, hate, corrupt values)
splashes down harder and harder,
a succession of drowning
waves. Watery crystals form on the edge,
the black corner,
and slowly slide down the cheek.
My jilted back
(broken by my love-wants)
is burned and peeling. New skin
bubbles to my surface but will
soon be charred. Injuries are
unwarranted yet come from a lack
(of understanding, acceptance, and tolerance)
that could become an excess.
Almost dead
I lie in a crypt with my emotions and
needs. You cannot understand, that is
not a necessity. Nothing is necessary as
long as I stay hidden. Locked away
so that you are comfortable. Claims of your
humanity seem false the more times you
hatefully act
(condemning me and love in one word).
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