Kelly Seale (12-17-1958 / Norfolk, Va. USA)

Secrets
Lies
Obsession
Addiction

My alcoholic metaphor, my internet cocaine,
Almost destroyed my marriage, my life.
Occupying my every thought, shutting out those I loved most-
My family; my boys, my Wife.

Day in... Day out-

Late into the evening, quite often… past midnight.
Up in the early hours of predawn… only the dog barks,
Coveting my solitude, to be alone with my ego, my muse hiding-
Dancing in the dark.

Holocaustal… Atrosity-

My mind transfixed onto multi-screens,
Three Thousand strong you are,
Your lives portrayed out for all to see-
Especially me.

Seduction of the innocent… an Incubus-

I woo you with my words,
My forked tongue, dancing from my lips-
And you can't help yourself, but to fall in love,
For I am a master at what I do

Heartbreaker… Life taker-

Your tears hit your pillow nightly,
Bitterness and confusion consume your day,
My words are forever burned into your heart,
You're left with nothing, as I refuse to come and play.

Puppet Master… Poet-

I simply vanished from your life's heartbeat,
All hope is forever gone, trampled under feet,
Do you ever think to think…
I was never real… Never?

With a wink.