A N O N Y M O U S F U C K E R

 

Lying here on this green grass,
Staring idly at the night sky.
I saw my reflection, my soul staring back.
Grinning.
Snickering at my vessel.
At my worn out body.

Restless inside,
But calm and peaceful to the naked eye.

Mirrors of the natural world, the skies are.
Yet, duped by the physicality of human limits.
Unfathomable to the reflections,
Unquestioned by the soul,
I was dying inside.

PostScript:

When you’ve tried,

with all of your might;
To evade and avoid,
Your exes’ majestic life.

Little did I know.
Neither of my want,
nor of my choosing;
a retweet appeared in my timeline.
At 2 in the morning,

Here was this person,
Let’s name him Anonymous Fucker,
that reposted his life,
entailing my ex’s latest sexual conquest.

“You feel calm and collected;
Just as you were, not two seconds ago.”

I reasoned to myself,
but failing miserably so.

An agnostic romantic, and a queer literature aficionado; including but not limited to slash fan fiction (especially Drarry).
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