Sonnet For a Nightingale

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I thought I heard the nightingale again

But it was only wind under the eave

I doubt that this cruel night will ever end

Should morning come, will it bring a reprieve?

You didn't leave a message, didn't phone

Your absence rings so loudly I can't hear

The night's the hardest time to be alone

But if I must, be kind and make that clear

If blinded to reality, deceit

may force a nightingale to sing all day

But hear the bitterness within the sweet

Its sorrow the false notes do not allay

You keep me in the dark with silent lies

I sing for you through tears and blinded eyes.

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A Grain of Truth

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You pour lies into my waiting cup

I drink them greedily

like an addict

They go down

smooth and warm

They feed

a lack

I know they devour

as they fill

Leave a bigger hole

in my soul

This is how I exist:

empty fullness

full emptiness

Craving more

You always oblige

I hate you

I want more.

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Put On Those Rose Colored Glasses

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Hey, baby, don't be like that

When I told you there was no one else,

I wasn't really lying

You see,

I meant that there was no one else

worth mentioning,

No one else

worth getting you all upset about

See?

And it's over anyway, so

let's just forget all about it, ok?
Aw, honey

don't be like that

You know you're my girl

and "I gotta work late"

sounds so much prettier than

"I'd rather pull out all my teeth with your tweezers

than watch "Dancing With the Stars" again!"

I mean, do you really want me to say,

"I'd rather be shot through the face with bullets than have you kiss me"? or

"Your meandering hands feel like spiders crawling all over my skin"?

Yeah, I say, "Plant one here, baby!" and I smile

even though it hurts

C'mon, sweetie

don't go changing the locks again

I bought you some roses 

Naw, I didn't buy her any

She doesn't even like roses, 

and yours cost me way more!

Let's just go to bed, huh?

I'll pretend your dismal thrusting gets me off

just like I always do

I'm done with her

It's all about you now, baby

Wild horses couldn't drag me away, just like the song

I love you, baby

You believe me, right?

submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, You Could Have Done Better, Out of Standard

and The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 177