My Furious Fast and Fickle Friend

My Furious Fast & Fickle Friend

My cancer wanes so have your lend

While just as much with promise lies

To reach a hand toward disguise

My furious fast and fickle friend

When feeling fails try to pretend

So once the curtain falls you’ll see

Applause throughout your dynasty

For feelings fast and fisted tight

Turn jaundice in the lazy spite

Of Ungrateful men who lie to take

What she would rather not forsake

My furious fast and fickle friend

Into defeat your dallies bend

For what is left when trust does send

It’s sorry self toward no friend?

Angela Sidoti Copyright © 2006

I went to war My Love

I’m back or you are

Where we left space immediate

With my bandaged head and my shrapnel shame

Walking wounded

You see my eyes closed

Can’t share with you those shapes those lights

Or what I fell through heavy on my own

Facing forward

While you were gone friend

I marched to war with demons you don’t know

And battled with less stoicism than need

Bleeding plenty

Now you’re back and here

I cannot share with you the failure or the courage

Which led the charge through a thousand

Traitor Treasures

My gaze blank and difficult

With a veneer of pleasantry and affection tempered

By the memory I fail to share with you or with your

Failed attendance

I went to war my love

I bled and caught the bloodspill along my bitten tongue

Of casualties you cannot know in combat

All unmoved (removed)

Angela Sidoti © 2011

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