Archive for the ‘Fucked-Up Families’ Category

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Gradually, I put the pieces together,

ultimately, then

the edifice crumbles,

and the wall

falls.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

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Corvette, US Flag 2

Living vicariously (as most of us do),

they wave flags for cars, clubs and cliques

which they could never actually own, join,

or truly be embraced by,

yet,

for the moment,

they feel connected,

like, family.

Living vicariously.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Perfidy, Betrayal. Knife & Flowers Behind Back

 

Memories that stick,

like fish bones in throat.

Nothing chokes like family.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Mars Night Sky

 

Like an insect,

or rodent,

I’m happy to see you are gone.

So, I can forget, move on.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Suzie Washington 2

 

The orphan smiles to herself,

thankful for her situation

(much as it often hurts).

She remembers life in a family:

dictates, demands, compromises,

pain, lies, perfidy.

Now,

she is relatively free.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Everyday,

perfidy.

And all the forgiveness you can muster

will not change what has been,

the evil committed,

the pain you feel every single day.

What is gone

and what is left.

The more you dig,

the bigger the hole.

Betrayed by family,

diminished humanity.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Last night I dreamt of family…

It was OK,

pleasant, the way it should be

(… bearing no resemblance to reality).

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Everything is spinning,

my stomach is lurching,

but it is not enough.

Outer…

Space…

I envy the dead:

they have run their race.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Oozing with a sense of injustice,

every painful step, my feet feel bruised, pummelled, they throb.

Every glimpse out the window, a stab in the heart,

a reminder,

a betrayal.

Inconsiderate, self-absorbed, hateful humanity.

Perfidy takes many forms,

my friend,

strangers and fucked-up families.

The unending end.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

It’s not a conspiracy theory

if it seems real,

if you believe,

if you *feel*.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat