The Art Of Rejection

There is an Art to 'rejection'

First they 'hook you in'

With tales of love and words of 'I love you'

The sugary sweet pill of flattery

Of making coral shine from broken shells

Knowing all to well

Such fragile beauty

Could not bear the lightening breakers

Mountain storms

Until tempest tossed

You lie on stony shores

Bone on bone

salt ravished flesh

Your dry lung cannot breath without the 'other'

There is an 'Art to rejection'

First they hook you in

with soft bait

And looks that catches your approval

Knowing your fragile beauty

Cannot withstand

The windswept mouth of deserts

The hundred clasping hands and tiny mouths

That drink you dry

Until

Bone on bone you lie

yvette m smith dec 08

poem by Yvette Smith
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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