Serial Lover Poem by Robin Bennett

Polished morning shine-
Wakens me
and last nights cheap wine
False darkness closes in
as I play dead,
Memories floating inside
my now ravaged head

My body responds with
a quake and crumble-
The higher the pedestal
the deeper the crash
Imploding deep within myself,
Broken heart,
feels like bitter grief

Gravity has sent me
crashing from my perch
Falling down on my
mortally wounded
pride-
I shake as I utter
" why did you let me go"

An unwilling victim
seduced all along-
Another pawn in
your serial lover
scheme.