Poisoned Honey Poem by Mary Champion

Love at first sight?
Or was it fourth?
Can't remember now.
Whichever,
wWish I'd never
met the bitch.
I'd like to ditch
this legacy
she left me.
All this doubt
washing out
the certainty
that used to be
a rock for me.

Had a laugh at first -
that's the worst
of it.
It was sweet, man,
so sweet to eat
what she prepared for me
wnd shared with me.
Just junk food
that tastes good -
empty calories
I'd soon lose
when I'd choose
to return to the good life
the pure life
the right way.

Time to fly -
said good-bye.

No harm done at all!
That was pride, before the fall.
That bad stuff
just stuck around,
went underground
then wormed its way,
all the way
from my heart to my mind.
Now I find
sink holes
in the bed rock
of my assurance.
My endurance
is under attack.
Can't find my way back
to the certainty.
Damned bitch fed me
poisoned honey!