Tea For One
So you stir your memories
Of better men.
With your silver spoon.
A bitter tea for two.
Where are they now
The perfect few.
That put me to shame.
Your strut is lame.
Crippled,
Your knights in armour.
Rippled, dreams.
Remember Karma.
You
Who pledged me your life.
Warm kisses
But much colder the knife
As you stabbed me in the back.
With your ice cube words.
Emotion's all you lack.
Within your test tube herds.
So cry.
Your act so placid.
I cannot kiss away
Your tears of acid.
Hang your head
For the lies
You whispered in my bed.
My blood dried in my veins.
When doubt, like cancer spread.
All my messages
That you ignored.
My cries of pain.
As you sat bored.
Disguarded.
Like last years fashion.
Retarded.
Your idea of passion.
That I die so slow
You will never believe.
But one moonlight glow
Will trap you and thieve
Your comfort and confidence.
Love owns the heart.
Where lust just rents.
So enjoy your tea for one.
And sit in your setting sun.
Your warmth snuffed like a candle.
Hope you eventually handle.
Your heroes, who never will call.
Alone in your empty hall.
poem by Kevin East
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