Thirteen times loved,
I turn to face the wall,
so I wouldn’t need to witness
yet another one
falling head over heels
in love with

Those carefully chosen slivers
of my life
were always purposely placed
at all the right places –
a clever subliminal advertisement,
affecting your human nature –
involuntary curiosity.

I’m not a mind reader, baby.
I’m just observant.

I flooded your life
with mysterious attention
I wove bits of love
around your antsy fingers,
every time our hands touched.
Again and again,
until the weight of yearning
and all this unexplainable desire
was way too difficult to handle.

I let go,
taking the warmth of my hand
with me.
You broke.
And like a vulture,
I devoured all of you into nothingness.

– Chatty Owl –

52 Replies to “STORY OF MY LIFE”

  1. Cravendale! — A kitten with opposable thumbs soon renders so many toys of little interest.

    Boredom comes too easily (like most men, or so some may say)
    One becomes tireless and restless, but when there is so little else of interest in this world…
    How else should one keep themselves amused?
    — Lol

    Great to read you again!
    You always strike such a beautiful balance (or should that be ‘conflict’) between alarm bells and lustful curiosity.

    I wonder what will happen when men (a.k.a weak minded fools?) cease to amuse you?! ;-P

    Truly you are a master of your craft! πŸ™‚

    1. Welcome back, stranger! Oh wow, thats quite a comment here! Boredom comes easily to everyone. Men and women. With each other. Alone. Boredom just IS. All around us.
      Its an interesting question/thought there, by the way. What would happen if they cease to amuse me? It would be time for me to disappear. Evaporate.

  2. Devoured to nothingness huh? Hopefully tasted sweet….. We all want more of the sweet stuff. πŸ˜‰

    1. Heading to read it now!!!!! Honey, you never should apologise for your poetry. You know how much i enjoy it. Guilty pleasure.

    1. I am back.. Kind of πŸ™‚ thats the thing, its difficult to plan when something decent is going to come out on paper. Im glad that this time it hit home with few people.

    2. I know what you mean… Inspiration can be a fickle biatch. πŸ™‚

      In your absence JK and I went private. If you like stop by and request access.

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