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bad apples

i have lately become	1
something more to hate.	2

the worms within crawled	3
creeping to meet this fate:	4
an empty chest, suffering	5
an embarassing authority	6
on brutus' unique position.	7

faces damned to love me	8
have plagued my mind of late.	9

so now my heart has thawed	10
to killers: empathy, though late.	11
how quickly do mortal lives	12
twist, shudder, rend themselves	13
in two with miniscule transition?	14

whims twitch to change you,	15
life sends fanged interludes to sate.	16

we poor tiny stars jerk	17
to fit a sort of chemical fate,	18
vessels trapped by moods	19
of heart, cruelties called	20
'love' by simple approximation.	21

betraying her has at the last	22
brought out the rot innate.	23

8 Sep 05

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This poem is great, except I do not understand what suffering an authority on Brutus' unique position is and why it is in the poem. In the 22nd line, who is "her" ?? I love the last two lines though besides rot innate is fantastic! Good job on this one.
— Riverwriter2

authority on brutus' position -- in other words, an authority on the subject of betrayal.

'she' is the otehr member of a nasty little love triangle; hence the speaker musing on her actions & motivations -- & the actions/motivations of her fellows.

i'm glad ye liked it.
— spaces

Hmmm... I can see so clearly how this is a reflection of what happened. Leave it up to you to turn such a shit situation into words so beautiful. I must say, love, your rhyming scheme is lovely in its obscurity. The backwards formation of statements is something bad poets fail at so terrible. You however have conquered it. *gives spaces her gold star*
— silentscream

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