Men with loose lips giving empty promises,
weighty ones to boot, without consequence or possible punishment.
Men saying one thing, but meaning it’s opposite.
Men who refused to self reflect, who did, & do, not know themselves.
Men who test my abilities to give benefits where doubts should have been doled, who say that I’m “mean” as if they were not the first to throw stones.
Men who harbor grievences for delayed confrontation, abusing the natural advantages that the following can give them: a slight bit of passing time, the glazing over of important points, the speeding through or distracting from unresolved & pertinent issues, being passive aggressive, being stalwart & steadfast in denying falsehoods & dirty-“play” (denying or refusing deserved shame & passive aggression), my imperfect recall, my inability to place just quite the most accurate label for what they did subtextually when calling out their subversive & slimy, ill-cloacked only to me (& with the passage of time possibly well-cloaked even to them) affront— all this to claim amnesty, dare I say innocence, where none was deserved.
Men who cling to falsehood for shelter… cowards, or Evil, in the eyes of Love?
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