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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