smiling inconsiderate me
dashes your dreams
with the click of a finger
in the blink of a lie
kiss your good time good bye
sweet dear those words
still make you bleed
as you stutter them out
forced from your stomach to
apease my male ego.
i love you too.
Copyright Alan Goodenough 2009
For more on my writing please visit www.myspace.com/agbooks
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