Argonaut

A Poem by Kat Mandu

Please listen,

Brother, Argonaut.

I guess I was mistaken,

Or was deluded in thought.

I thought we could be as we were.

This is no story,

No characters or made-up lines.

Damn the truth and its hidden signs.

I must endure,

I pick up my pen,

No rage, just sorrow,

And hope we'll meet again.

Aspirin and Ibuprofen keep the pain to a minimum.

The drum in my chest aches

Why do you listen to the harlequins and fakes?

The truth varies

You avoid me like rabies.

You strip me bare

I open all three eyes

I stare at you with heartfelt sighs.

Why can't you reply?

Why are insults all you have to say?

Why don't you know that I'm looking your way?

Questions run through my mind,

Reality is I've been left behind.

The people around you smell so bad,

The stink of hate and fear.

The vampire population's here,

Their blood drenching you,

My blood thumping in my ear.

I touch my heart and sing so loud

We can still be young,

We can let kinship sound.

We looked into the gates of hell

And came out human.

The clash of swords and sounds of spells,

We adventured two-by-two,

There's no one I'd rather have by my side than you.

I reach out to you, brother.

I would never take another.

You dreamt of something better than me,

Obviously.

I thought planets aligned and we could return

To the good times, kill the bad times;

Let the b******s burn.

If you ever escape,

Let me know.

Drop me a line,

Tell me why,

Before I lose my mind.

I hate the hate you hold for me,

Please open your eyes and smile at me.

My clock keeps ticking,

Despite my heart stopping.

I grip at my skin

But I feel nothing.

Everything is numb.

My hands shake and I cry.

Weep in the street,

My pride shattered and dies.

My sin cannot be erased,

It lurks over my shoulder for days on days.

Days eternal, nights of regret.

Why did we fall, why did we forget?

My champion,

How you have changed.

Yesterday you were my brother,

I was to stand beside you,

Keep you steady.

You would say your vows and I'd get you ready.

Today you reject me,

Do a one-eighty.

Was it not I who set you free?

Yes.

I remind you and myself,

A dorky pirate and a stupid elf.

Pain and pleasure came hand-in-hand

We would stand together and fight the bad.

Take the ugly with the great,

Even though I could be late.

Don't let the past define you,

Don't let it drag you under.

Would it hurt you if you knew,

How much I cried?

At least I tried.

I would and will wait.

I'd wait for you until you're free.

Until you're ready to see me.

The artful art of artists' hearts

Hit me hard like piercing darts.

It might seem primitive to ask,

But could you leave the past in a pocket,

And we could climb into a rocket,

And surf the stars once more,

Smoking like we did that night.

It felt so right,

Us two friends.

Those days I'll remember,

Right until my end.

I hope that you know

I'm a cliche,

I'll do anything for you.

I'll carry you if you cannot walk,

I'll speak your mind if you cannot talk.

I'll move the world, or burn it down,

All for you,

So you no longer have your frown.

You were there for me,

You held my light,

When tears ran thick and I cried in the night.

Are you on your own?

Are you lonely where you are?

You probably won't know how much I'll moan

And b***h about you,

My Goddamned star.

I have no resentment,

No hate for you.

I just have words,

More than a few.

If you read them would you hate me more?

Or forget and move on?

Either way, for the now,

You're gone.

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Coyote Poetry

So many lines stood out in the poetry.
"Pain and pleasure came hand-in-hand
We would stand together and fight the bad.
Take the ugly with the great, "
The above lines were my favorite. We will learn to accept the ugly and the good one day. Which is very sad. Thank you for sharing the powerful poetry.
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