Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Ashes of an Ex-Boyfriend

My face is emotionless
Staring at yours
In the guillotine of my mind
It wasn’t a long sentence
But your actions so horrendous
That the executioner now beckons

I have no interest in memories
The good times; the bad times
Any time involving you, really
Furthermore, I don't appreciate
Your guest appearances
in my dreams

The blade has been sharpened
And I feel nothing
I do not forgive you
Forgiveness implies an
Understanding I do not possess

I won’t mourn your death
In fact, after this I plan to wear 
The most colorful things I own
My last and final gift to you:
This poem

Rest in peace

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