a tool misused

Paths

aberration, disfigured, misconfiguration,

burnt, unpalatable: add cosmetics, msg, tons

of sweet honey, a sick sweet,

feels like puke on the inside,

dismantled, a figured out trickster,

try to gain back dignity

shower the guest with lavishness,

the sticky mess, the scars covered,

but scars of the heart remain.

wash it down, dilute it away with merriment,

a sparkle, a twinkle, amusement in the park – turns

a u turn. unmistakable that shadow flitting past, a brush

on the inside resurfaces,

laughter is forced, empty, how can hot air

warm a shriveled up, trapped, boxed up seed

that germinates not?

unable to take root, unable to find, unable to take

in hot air rising – dispel a fluffy cloud. paint it once again

cotton candies,

is just sugar. rush.

fades,

and heat, heats,

till char remains,

no longer sweet. and merriment

settles on empty, nostalgic for a u turn

misalignment, reaching out for hot

air like redemption. likeness, similarities, a vague prospect,

tangled up – a dead knot.

tug, tug, tug

like a dog trying to wriggle past

leash.

that chain, that rope, that cuff,

objective acquired, dream fulfilled, target obtained,

misconstrued, tied up, a fallacy – of water

without the fizz, where did that sparkle go?

escape, vented out, unleashed: into oblivion,

as oblivion stares back now. with emptiness, lifeless, inert,

a heart exchanged

for a trampling, a scolding, a lashing

out on

swaying, bendable, malleable

flesh eager to acquiesce.

relent, submit!

wait for the applause,

not coming. patience now. still not coming,

what the hell?

escaped fizzles gather,

flat water tries

to resparkle – heat expands unevenly,

glass shatters,

cuts. cuts inside

while the spectators roared, clapped their hands,

the applause you craved for met.

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