friend or foe

oh, darling i need you 

like a knife at a gun fight

like a leash on a wild dog

like a dead canary in a coal mine

you are as impulsive 

as a sans parachute skydive

as unattainable as immortality

and sincere apologies

a feral parallel 

a patriot armed with flattery

trespassing on holy ground

presenting me with fragrant peonies

stolen from heart’s own sacred gardens

quietly eyeing me with the predation

of a wolf wearing all white

while painting my roses red

flirting with empty sincerity

daring me to trust a thief

with a self imposed smile 

that reminds me of a sunrise

or an unexpected mutiny

all the while unaware, foolishly

of my immunity to deception’s savagery

oh, darling stay

warm yourself from the burning

of red flags and self respect

take refuge in my temple

quench your thirst

from my mind’s bottomless well

and bask in the temporary asylum

for I, too

can feign sovereignty 

with the enemy

a. duncan, 2018

Posted by

"She would fill endless notebooks with stories about the characters in her life, their impressions, words, friends, lovers, inspirations, fantasies. She spent her days dreaming up worlds where they fit together in visions; the if only, the never again, the someday. Those who knew her best would describe her as a creature with a clear and sometimes painful sense of herself; furious with ideas and convictions, to a point that she frightened love away with discernment and a relentless strength of character."

3 thoughts on “friend or foe

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s