So you start over again and find someone new.
When you start a new
life, new house, new town,
How easy it is for your
guard to come down.
Locked in her house,
you enact deja vu.
On the sofa, exhaled
breath, aimlessly staring ahead.
Virtue riven, monogamy
taken, the taker grinning.
Why did you do this.
Again? Realisation spinning
My thoughts. My new
beau will hold me later in bed.
"This is rubbish.”
She screamed. “You're just talking shit.”
This lady before me
who'd hurt as a child.
Her formative years
continually defiled.
Silent. I know this
feeling. I invite the first hit.
The theme played out,
repeated, destroyed, I took all the rage,
I'd earned it all, all
the applause. The last player on stage.
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