A certain surreptitiousness
That wills me into this
Aberration of a life
An existence full of uneasy remittance
Hostile witnesses
And 2 forlorn and sometimes bitter wives
A curtain rendered, weathered & ripped
A fatal Caesar’s kiss
A soldier’s piercing knife
Pockets packed full of a pauper’s pittance
And a mouth that begs forgiveness
After a handful of maligned lives
Lived less now adorn the loser’s list
©2010 J. K. Bradford
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