False Expectations

The lake in which I drown,
Now sucks upon your flesh,
Toothless, like I, upon your emotions,
Once did.
Swirling, receding,
Feelings like flattery,
Overused and unfelt.
Pulling,
Gentle, but firm,
As we have our way.
Detached now,
As the rock on the island,
$olitary,
Where even self-pity,
Fails.

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9 thoughts on “False Expectations”

  1. Great creativeness, did you mean for solitary to begin with a dollar sign instead of an s? Not critiquing your work, content, but the $ caught my eye when reading. I am a fan of your thoughts, keep creating. Ann

  2. I love the opening to this in particular,

    The lake in which I drown,
    Now sucks upon your flesh,
    Toothless, like I, upon your emotions,
    Once did.

    and I like the dollar sign perhaps in another context but that gave me ideas. Yes, it is still there lol.

    • Thank you very much for your generous words. I am pleased that you found this piece effective. Thanks too for the follow.

      • I like to compare our work with then and now, there are often drastic differences, which are interesting. and I thought I had followed you a while back. When I remembered I would come back to read your stuff.

      • It is interesting to see how perspective changes in writing – I like how you have experimented with form in older poems, for example – and how certain themes become recurrent. I hope that I can continue to hold your interest.

      • I am sure that you will, time allowing and thank you for such keen interest in my work.

  3. What a haunting tone..the ambiguity is stunning.

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