hellabella

I wrote this instead of "How dare you leave me, you fucking cock sucker."...

The Novelist
By: L.B. Carter
(Nov. 3, 2005)

Do you consider it
some twisted state-of-grace?
Doing this to me
then trying to show your face?
There is no possible place
in my life for it.
There is no going back
and re-writing your choice.
I bought it.
I read it.
I melted at your voice.
Every line.
Its printed.
Its out.
Spiral-bound and fictitious.
Vicious.
In your selfishness.
And I-
I burn books
for self-preservation.
Your work of meaninglessness-
It will be no exception.
The ending is nonsense.


Copyright2005 Leigh Barbara Carter