Someday

I will sit

unsecluded

on my couch of dupioni and denim

Not the color of

jungle war camouflage

sinus pus

or bile

But the color of

just coming hydrangeas

malachite butterflies

or salty lime margaritas

Cain Dis-Abeled

What is the carrot; what is the pact?

Murder me and visitation stays in tact?

Her enemy has been named

In tangled darkness you must follow

Do as she says and all will be returned

No longer biweekly, broke and hollow

Named first as the thief

Then the marker cruel

Your duplicitous snipe

Showed me for a fool

Sulking separate from your shadow

You pick at my dead discarded skin

Friend ghosts of my past

Then air twisted broadcasts of my sin

I thought you would ask

Or care enough to accuse

But your fealty was for not

Your brotherly love a grave ruse

Although your slanderous sword

Loped me rootless from the tree

Discovering the gnarled and rotting perspective

Made me wiser, stronger and free

Protect the Lie

I'm bound

So coil around

Tighten and cinch

Look for the flinch

Lots of tender places

Where will you inject your murderous graces?

Take time to decide

Rear back, open wide

Bury your primordial swords

Pierce my air, paralyze my cords

Sucker Punched

Suck 'er in

Suck 'er out

Sucker'll give

Sucker'll take

Sucker sees . . .

Fuck, too late