charlatanlovetheatrics | a poem of origins

you are still father

I am still daughter

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cages apart

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wildfires

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you cannot come closer

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irreconcilable

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you drowned me in the big picture

as I got entangled in the fraudulent details

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love was a verbalised emptiness

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love was slight force to get in

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love hid everything backstage

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love wove paradise around the cliffs of hell

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love played children’s games through adult bodies

love played adult games with children’s bodies

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I nurtured the jealousy of an abused ghost

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I did not exist anymore

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Only what you’d take from me

what you’d see in me

and what not

what I was good for

shrinking into the abyss

mourning my body, after body, after body

“Rückenansicht eines Mädchens im blauen Rock” by Egon Schiele (1890-1918)

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