Jilted

"among other things, you were&;#8230;"

susceptible
crawling there in the soil
of my memory
like an earthworm
praying no one will step on you
coming out when it rains
you were always such a rainy day friend

vulnerable
laying there on operating table
of life
like a patient with his skin stretched open
beating and pumping out deception
teaming with poisonous passion, oxygen lies and bloody truth
you were always such a hypochondriac

naked
slithering on jersey cotton sheets
in my mind
like a king cobra
succumbing to my mongoose
snaking around in my memory
you were always such a sneaky bastard

childlike
crying on the shoulder
of pity
like a school boy that never got to buy the "cool clothes"
whining about the bully at school
complaining about the way your clothes are out of style
you were always such a slave to fashion

innocent
hiding from the truth inside my eyes
of honesty
like a rat inside the Coney late at night
concealing your filth in a back storeroom, yet
wanting to come out and declare your presence
you were always such a chicken

gullible
believing that it would all work out
for the good
like some After School Special
trusting that everything would be okay
confident that you had it all figured out
you were always so na?ve

needy
pleading with the voices
inside my head
like a defense lawyer at a death row sentencing
begging with your eyes
insisting with your hips
you were always so convincing

afraid
worrying about keeping me
on the side
like the Burger King girl that made you pay a quarter for extra
sauce
worrying that her manager might see
thinking that someone might tell on her if she didn't charge you
you were always such a boy scout

powerless
following blindly into the path of least resistance
like you were on autopilot
wandering behind convention
holding onto its tail like a baby elephant
you were always so uninventive

lost
wishing you had made a different decision
about your life
like the time you took the Gottfriedson Road exit
searching for a bathroom amongst the desolate farms
meandering thru the boondocks toward some elusive landmark
you were always so bad with directions

worried
sitting by yourself
in the unforgiving hardwood chair
like a child at the dentist
scanning the courtroom for a friendly face
hoping against hope that I might still be there
you were always so optimistic

fragile
leaving the courtroom
after the verdict
like saplings in a tornado
weeping for things that would never be
searching for answers that weren't there
you were always so blind

disgruntled
driving home you shrink
behind the wheel
like Sexy Sally when you let the air let out of her
sinking further &; further into the upholstery
melting into the faux leather
you were always such a chameleon

alone
looking around your empty house
in the gray film before the dark
like headlights seeking their terrain
looking for something comfortable in the dusk
illuminating the absence of safety
you were always so sure that she would still be there