Where Corpses Lay Unburied
With you, it is never elemental,
but full of sick layers of manipulation,
youthful but nasty-like selfishness,
like a rotted worm-ridden fruit undamaged
on the outside.
With you, truth is blindness to everything
but your desires. Friendships are hard and sacrificed
easily for the competition’s prize. With you,
there is no backing down, just push push and the tarry
bullshit of your unattractive smile.
With you, closeness means that you must lead,
control each gesture of omnipresent sky.
With you, death without God is majesty,
and everyone around you is only a pawn
in your many twisted, immature ploys.
Allison Grayhurst is a member of the League of Canadian Poets. Three times nominated for Sundress Publications “Best of the Net” 2015, she has over 880 poems published in over 390 international journals. She has twelve published books of poetry, seven collections, nine chapbooks, and a chapbook pending publication. She lives in Toronto with her family. She is a vegan. She also sculpts, working with clay; www.allisongrayhurst.com