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The Screen

I’ve re-written this poem since first posting
so I’ll post both versions.

This is the re-write:

The Screen

There is a screen between us, semi-opaque;
it filters our lives.

What you see is what I’m not and what I see
is not what you imagine.

Now you are the romantic, slipping into his
drugs, as I slither on your lap, flushed with
shame: for this, I win the crown.

We are a little Miss America, lost on her stroll
down the aisle.

We are the innocent little darling who forgets
to look harmless.

The first post:

The Screen

There is a screen between us, semi-opaque; it
filters our lives.

What you see is who I want to be and what I
see is not what you imagine.

Now you are the romantic; weeping into his drugs,
while I dance on the table, flushed with shame, for
this, I win a crown.

We are a little Miss America, lost on her stroll
down the aisle.

We are the little darling who forgot to
look harmless.

 

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