A game of shame
a shame game.
Solitaire.
I’m game if you’re game
are you (game)
little rabbit?
Can two play?
Dirty names
Sick, lame, filthy, fat,
shame
I’ll show you yours, if you show me mine,
SHAME
that is.
My secret
consciousness
MINE
alone
Small and smelly
down
beneath
From mother to daughter
I do bequeath:
the shame of before
under the floor
close to shore
go to war.
I am
shame,
always the same.
I’ll show you the rules of this tight little game
COME ON
play with me!
It’s not so fun without the pain,
always the same
all ways the same.
~
~
shame finger pointed
a smoke screen activated
two can
not play
shame,
a
personal
denial.
only one may decide
only one
can play.
Shame
a
personal
hand
held to chest
a flush
of love
of self
What AM I
?
