The Silencer - Poem by Patti Masterman
The silencer on your words
Kept me from hearing the report
The blood spatter on your face
Prevented me from seeing your crimes
The lies on your tongue pushed down
The plunger, and executed me without trial
Brings to mind the old adage, about keeping
Friends close; and enemies closer
But sometimes it's hard to tell where one leaves off
And the other begins.
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