SuziCate's Musings

Against The Wall

Pursed lips of satisfaction smack across her face.

You hold your breath to make more space

when you don’t know what you’re up against.

Then your back rakes splinters from the fence.

You flail your arms as the walls come crowding in.

It’s a losing battle when the queen calls war;

padlocks and chains bolt the door.

Truth sits hidden beneath the throne

of a heart unyielding as a stone.

She cuts you down with words

while smiling at those who pass her by.

Pursed lips of satisfaction smack across her face

as she struts around like she owns the place.

Will the guard come to chop off your head?

Can he sleep where he makes his bed?

It’s a losing battle when the queen calls war

You wonder what you are really here for?

Poison apple sits in your stomach;

you know exactly what you’re up against.

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Comments on: "Against The Wall" (3)

  1. You hold your breath to make more space when you don’t know what you’re up against……..most definitely, riveting verse……well done.

    • Thanks, Neva. This was one of those insomniac things that came at 4:30 am to the tune of the Beatles’ “A Day in the Life”…crazy, huh?

  2. “…you know exactly what you’re up against.” Self delusion in spite of obvious fact as defense mechanism never worked.

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