Wednesday, August 30, 2023

Plausible Deniability

A sphere of red-hot metal
Sits in the living room
Fiery feelings
Molten emotions
Eating away
Everything

Would burn my hands
Uselessly
Trying to move a dead weight
If I wasn't entwined to
Several layers of denial

Still trying to maneuver
Doomed affairs
Over a dead letter drop
Willingly blinded to realize
The correspondent is dead
Caught in the crossfire
By double agents of her own