16 Renford Road
Soliloquy #1
Submission Techniques
"The Form"

Bleak Horizons
- Peter Bonino

I leave you with a fleeting breath
My eyes drawn to the deception behind yours
Still beguiling me with your bantering

You ignore my requisition
I plead and you deny me the spoils of my supplication
I should berate you like a child
Detain me with your secrets
Don't let them vitiate in the shadows
That which is layered by your ludic behavior


Ascend to my virtual standing
To watch me fall to a tangible low
Allow me to caress the darkness

Alienate me from all that you are
Let me linger in my isolated corner
Let the fumes of passion ignite my fire of pain

I deserve to be struck down
Beaten with a stick
Fabricated from forms of my own self-pity

Toy with me no longer
Save my soul or let me die
Either way, the pain destroys

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