He had never once guessed
He’d be left all alone
But that’s what happens
When you’re deceitfully prone

And in his blind consternation
He believed his cover was hidden
With all his deep dark secrets
Locked somewhere in the forbidden

But she had attained access
To every pathetic and unregretful lie
Even though he thought for certain
All was hidden from her eye

And that was the veiled beauty
Her most perfect vindication
For she was witness to it all
As she watched his ruination

His poor soul was the only responder
As his eyes grew imminently dim
And he’d never even expected
All the trouble he was in

© 2019 Michelle Cook

Bavarian cream dreams


She dreamt of sweeties
Candies galore
Along with mounds of cookies
Piled on the floor

There were licorice laces
Lying all about
And candy corns
Which had just begun to sprout

Marshmallow fluff covered
Her once boring bed
And she began to consider
If she could possibly be dead

The curtains appeared
To be made of toffee
And she wondered if someone
Had poisoned her coffee

She thought this might be heaven
Or potentially a nightmare
While tasting Bavarian cream
As it dripped from her hair

And she thought to herself
Perhaps sweet dreams really do come true
Maybe they just don’t happen
The way they seem they ought to

© 2018 Michelle Cook

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