Taping the Glass

You’re there again night after night
With accusations smiling delight
Pointed finger punch holes in my heart
Ensuring your wicked pleasure imparts

Your tears making believe fools me not
I can almost feel your warm clear snot
Seeing it doesn’t work, you start to grin
Ripping off your belt, whippings begin

Welts on your back rise laughing at me
Hoping it will bring me to my knees
Tonight, tomorrow and the next day
Reflection goes on making sure I pay

© 2012 Michael Yost 06/08

6 responses to “Taping the Glass

  1. quite the interesting read and amazing way you tied the emotions to this… I love how you sealed it too. thanks for sharing 🙂


  2. Fantastic, Michael.


  3. You reveal the emotions in this poem with such intense images. Well done!


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s