Backstabber

Backstabber

A Poem by SheChasesComets
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Inspired by the Dresden Dolls' song 'Backstabber'.

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Canaries in coal mines know only the sound of birdcages
rattling and the colour of coal. Just as pretty little
women in masquerade masks know only the whirling of
petticoats and the sanguine bricks laying a path into
the moonlight. Canaries, though, have a knack of sensing danger
whilst the ladies in the masks only see glitter sunrises
before they're struck down with dusk.

Some people know only bruised egos rather than bandaged
knees. Albatrosses circle around floating self-images
and wait for them to plummet under the current to no
particular avail, and paper chains tie helium minds to
the gales outside windows, mistakenly believing that the
tracks of raindrops down freezing backs are signs of
approval from the ebb and flow of the sea.

We never ask if knives prefer mirroring those
who become constellations or creating tears
in shredding fabric. Somehow we all manage to 
assume that they relish the spaces between
spinal disks. An amateur mistake, the little
cardboard business-card of a backstabber who
knows only betrayal.

© 2012 SheChasesComets


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Added on June 30, 2012
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SheChasesComets
SheChasesComets

Cheshire, North-West, United Kingdom



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My name is Sarah. I'm a poet, fifteen years of age (almost sixteen) and I appreciate the whimsical in life. Why do I write? Well, when I was younger, I wanted to be an electric guitarist in a heavy me.. more..

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