Sunday, July 28, 2013

Poem: Double-Faced

Double-faced.

For you,
that’s all I am
now.

You see
omens of betrayal
in a cheery hello

hear
undertones of scorn
in the most carefree of laughs

call
every word of mine
sugar-coated poison

and proclaim to the world
that I’m not what they see;
“She has two faces!”

when
you have never seen my face
drenched in despair,
reddening
in the middle of a rant,
Arctic-frigid
or torrid as the tropics,
or even lost in a daydream

when
you don’t even know
that I have a million faces.

Double-faced.

For me,
that’s all you are
now.

 

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