Forgettable

A speed bump at most

No poem for you at all

Only a haiku 

Beneath Me

Predictable you.

A bore.

A yawn or two, at most.

It's comical,

Magnificent,

The clarity that time provides.

I loved you?

The tiny slimy creature that you are?

The dirt under my shoes?

We shared a cigarette once.

You seemed 10 feet tall.

Exhaling the smoke,

And implanting yourself into the next decade of my "life".

Screaming for your attention,

Like a neglected child.

Trying to save you...

Rescue you from yourself...

At the cost of everything there was left of me.

For  what?

Turned tables?

Slammed doors?

Black eyes?

I deserved it I suppose...

To have my soul drained,

My mind bruised,

For loving something...

As beneath me as you.

Freak Show
Acrylic on Canvas
Artist: Kate Hart