Looking Back, You Poem by Ben Partenay

Looking Back, You



were a
judas

little lie
like a why
you couldn’t
grip.

you slipped, little
mad dress you
wore like
a dance.

all fair of
faith and
smashed smell
whiskey breath

brown bread
broken, you
wish you could taste
the last
supper

we are
all, sometimes,
a lie
spilled from
a cup.

Thursday, March 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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