Pantoum Contest Entry

This isn't how I thought we would proceed.
I saw us raising glasses to the dawn,
But you, so damaged, soon revealed such need
My love was overwhelmed. Now it is gone.

I saw us raising glasses to the dawn,
But darkness never seems to go away.
My love was overwhelmed. Now it is gone,
I'd also be, if something lit my way,

But darkness never seems to go away.
You're shaking in a corner in our room
I'd also be, if something lit my way
Instead, I sit alone and face the gloom.

You're shaking in a corner in our room,
A parasite. On me you hope to feed.
Instead, I sit alone and face the gloom
This isn't how I thought we would proceed.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2012-02-05 at 19:48

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