TruthBunny

a little insight can be dangerous

a lonely truth(bunny)

i seek companionship (in haste) to avoid loneliness
only to find a deeper solitude … in isolation

too ashamed to admit a decision made from fear
too naive to recognize a commitment without a bond
too fearful to believe the separation is only temporary
too numb to notice that option just slipped away.

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clarity

Photo by Joseph H. Davis Jr.

Photo by Joseph H. Davis Jr.

I know what I told everyone
I’ve repeated the lines in my head so many times

I was beginning to question the stranger spewing the well-rehearsed story
from lips that resembled my own

my story grew tiresome and depressing

Common sense screamed in my ear to move on without remorse
retrospect is a cruel and unforgiving viewpoint
my heart will always offer a compelling argument for impetuous behavior

a dull pain still lingers
so hard to understand how illusions create such realistic side effects

call it instinct or intuition

what once was justification for the inner thrill
became an appreciation to understand the inner peace
only found
at the right time
(not then)
with the right choice
(not him)

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the truth(bunny) you long for …

the bitter taste left behind by the sour words you kept repeating has faded to reveal someone different
the resentful cynic you feared might make a home, wandered off to join the utterances of a jilted heart in vain

… and then you have that moment of clarity ..
I had to go through that to understand this.

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The Gift

Given freely to one
unaware of its worth,

He is a child with a new toy
eager with anticipation
and limitless fascination,
bursting with unrestrained delight
and endless curiosity.

She cautions him,
“Don’t break it, it’s fragile”
words often uttered
but rarely heeded,
a phrase often discarded too quickly
by the careless hands
that embrace the new gift.

His excitement
is not considerate of caution,

since the object of this game is…
the game itself.

“It’s safe with me”
The promise seems genuine,
spoken with sincerity attributed
to child-like naïveté,
there’s an insatiable desire
to conquer the elusive prize

And yet, she offers it willingly …

Embraced with delight and adulation
no one else has it but him

‘It’s new – It’s mine
Let’s play!’

Unless…
It’s just too delicate
… a brief pause …

The flicker starts to fade,
the novelty dissolves,
his grip loosens
and the once-coveted gift
is casually tossed aside,
slowly falling to the bottom
of the toy box …

this ‘toy’ is no longer fun
now that it’s broken…

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