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The Monster [Where Were You?]

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Published: November 10, 2013
I am entombed
I am
                      Trapped

in a sepulcher
Of bones and flesh
Of lies and betrayal
Of expectations and failure
Of all the former lives I’ve led
And any word that I’ve ever dared utter
I am
Undoubtedly

                      Trapped.

My feet strain against what feels like it can only be
Quicksand.
I struggle to keep up while this
Literal
Physical pain
Robs my heart of all
              Desire
              Creativity
              Drive
And        Power

I fight a monster while both hands are tied behind my back
It claws and creeps closer,
Licking its lips,
Savoring the taste of its own desire,
It jabs and pierces my heart
With poison daggers.

And all the while my fears watch,
Sitting in box seats
With genuine smiles
And a lust for more,
Dressed to the nines with
Satin shirts
And white gloves
And diamonds and pearls.
Laughing
Singing songs
Drunk off excitement
At the prospect of being able to say:
“Where were
YOU
When the monster slayed the man?

When the beast sunk his fangs in?

When the soul bled out?

Where
Were
You.”





Where were you?
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