Toxic Trails Under Narcissistic Skies
A Haiku for sky ku and all of us dealing with toxicity
By Kenneth cruzPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
Toxic trails taint above
Unseen poison like your love
God please be our glove
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Evening has given way to night. Gently, I settle next to you on the comfortable, old love seat and reach for your hand. You snatch it away, again. It cuts me to the quick, but I hide the pain, understanding that the reaction is but part of your demented state. Since the accident, your presence here in our cozy home has been clouded by a haze I can't see. Nevertheless, I feel the frigidity of your expressions and it serves as an excruciating reminder of the immeasurable distance between us.
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Oh wow this was so deep and it hit so hard. I'm an agnostic, but I really loved your last line!