Jun 25 2010
after rebuttal
after rebuttal
when I see you
nowadays
I am
not
me
anymore,
rather
some
glib simulacrum
of my former
glory.
a pastiche
of motley
pass-me-ons
&
hand-me-downs.
it was the coldness of your dismissal
that sliver ed my hopes,
sli ced me up,
shard
boy,
shard
man,
a whispering idiot
FULL of hot air
signifying
nothing.
the has-been
who played on
well past
retirement,
just
another
bit-player
reduced to drivel
in his own B grade
movie,
sp lin te re d,
self-pitying
like this
across the pages
here
and
there…
ad nauseum.
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