The god of me myself, and I
Writing out my daily prayers
Offerings of blood and bread
Dreams of future past instead

These scraps of paper line my life
Like carpets for these blistered feet
They stain my soles with India ink
Resentment makes the path complete

On other days, they seem to seep
In cauldrons full of conjured spells
Hoarding sleeves of Soylent words
I feed you unbeknownst (so well)

Though you wink and think me mad
You eat your fill and question, not
These words of green were people once
Recycled misery from the start

You follow? Feel me? Understand?
This self-induced illusions (grand)
Nonsense, as the times demand
Watching as this poem expands

Talk amongst yourself (debate)
The hour is late. The day is done
Night creeps in a favorite friend
While writing toward the bitter end

It’s far more comfortable to hate
To rush into a fire and wait
Embrace the essence of despise
Consume our loves, as we gestate

Until they break free from our chests
Dividing facts with planted faults
Truth in layered acid tests
Rubbed into these wounds like salt

Or floury lies to bake a pie
to hold those secret birds of black
Trapped behind your lust-filled eyes
The sum of all your loss is lack

So heal thyself physician (blind)
These rhymes are merely second thoughts
Some remnants of deceptions wrought
Bankrupt by the life you bought

And do I yet deceive myself?
And in the process…maybe you?
Sadly, I confess, it’s true
These words I often misconstrue

These poems of patience wearing thin
Words like so much creamy salve
Scars dissolving under skin
Convince myself I truly feel

When in reality, I can’t
We often bleed as therapy
Bend the knee to views we slant
To satisfy love’s mystery

Or worship abstract alienation
Privileged sense of procrastination
Drowning in my expectations
Conniving character assassinations

With words as sharp as razor knives
And secret bullets void of sound
To shoot your friends between the eyes
Gone before they hit the ground

For now I pray and check the wind
Prevailing from a place of dread
And pledge allegiance to a lie
The god of me myself, and I

TM DiSarro
From an IG prompt: Conniving Character Assassinations
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