My stomach turns at the duplicity
Ah, that's why the nausea churned
As the days passed after you plunged your dagger
Deep into my heart and marrow
But is the duplicity hypocrisy?
It appears so...
Two public personas
But one is deliberately cloaked
The one that sanctimoniously
Belittles, derides, and finds fault
Away from the witness of folks
Who know only the other persona
And it's not so much the content
As the hiding
That bothers me
I can no longer rationalize it
My real error was in rationalizing the duplicity
I chose to see the good
While blinding myself to the poison
Until I too became a target
I have grieved and melted
Grieved at another loss
Melted at my own self-blame
Angry at my own rationalizations
But alas, this loss is a lesson
Like many other losses
So, move along Carol
Closure is not necessary
So, flee from me
This strife and hurt
Allow tenderness, harmony
Acceptance, forgiveness
And be freer than before...
~*~
Sometimes you don't get closure; you just move on. ~ Karen Salmansohn
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| To be free... Ponce Inlet Lighthouse, 2019 |
