Friday, January 6, 2012

The Slip

I pulled the wool over your eyes!

Take that! I yell.

The day has been won
but I do not feel like a winner.

Yesterday you fooled me
once
twice
too many times.

and I plotted
and schemed.
Twisting my fingers along my hands
and laughing with a chesty bellow.

Then I did it
I committed the crime
and you are confused
wronged.

But I do not feel the satisfaction
no ticker tape parade.
I feel like I did it all


for nothing.

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