Granite expression, set jaw,
Studiously ignoring the murmuring from self
Discontent rife, acrimony courses through coarsely
Granted you aren’t yourself, still no excuse

Steely eyes leveled in resolve. Failure to solve or absolve
The Guilt wracking your innards, at least not now
The solution well within your grasp light years away
Untenable that you granted yourself away for a pittance

Paralysis grips already numbed gray matter, scattered thoughts
Ditherer on the verge of consummating own ignorance
Foolishly looking away from redemption staring right at you
Blocking out the truth, shielding self evident remorse

Won’t admit, can’t accept it, mistake made eons ago
Cognizant as nothing else than lesser –being syndrome
Revamped after slumber and a cold hard, calculated slap
Reality dawns, took for granted, spit on the gift horse

[Wish granted]


About BMK

I have always been overwhelmed by the exuberance of my own verbosity and the fecundity of my mind's eye. View all posts by BMK

2 responses to “GRANTED

  • Martha

    Alex this is amazing work! Could you do me a afvour and write me a small one on love and all the good things? it will be my annversary on the 31st March and i would love a good love piece to read my love. Could you?

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