The Venting Blog - a Blog Post by keithcancook

7834 posts
3/23/2005 9:39 am

The Venting Blog

It feels good to let it out and be creative at the same time.... I wrote this years ago in an attempt at a little self-therapy for some old baggage.

THE VENTING POEM

To the meanest woman I'll ever know
you took "selfish" to a frightening low.

With tongue as sharp as a scaling knife
your verbal abuse gave me a miserable life.

Returning home from my 12 hr. day,
I'd find you drunk and pounding away.

On your computer where you spent all your time.
Looking for men while playing online.

Our unfed, the laundry undone
you made me to feel that I was the one

who was the cause, of all of your pain
and I took it all, my loss was your gain.

For I truly loved you and wanted to learn,
the reason for which, love was not returned.

I struggled tormented, to try and discover,
the the whys and the wherefore's you sought out new lovers.

And you led me on, caused be to believe,
that we had a chance, but you did deceive.

So you lied and mislead, since you needed me still,
and that was only because we still had our bills.

But you had no intention to regain what we had
you wanted out, and you wanted out bad.

It's hard to forgive you for that final year,
'twas a waste of my effort, my heart full of fear.

Wanting to fix what I thought I had broken,
listening intently to all that was spoken.

And you used that against me, that I can see,
my trusting good nature, my honesty,

was manipulated and twisted to suit your own ends,
you horrible witch, my heart you did rend.

Our four year old wandered neighborhood streets,

and through the kindness of neighbors, found something to eat.

Unheated waffles eaten straight from the box,
nourished our while you played the fox.

Searching for someone, you ignored us all,
painting your nails and having a ball.

I saw you provoke me with full intent,
to drive me to hit you, you wanted me sent
off to the jail house, you would not relent.

I know that is true, I read your own words,
but you don't really know me, for it wouldn't work.

I am not an abuser, that is not my way,
but you don't understand me, and I would not play.

I'll never forget when you called up the cops,
and made up a story to get me sent off.

But you were the drunk one, it wasn't enough.
And you were the one, who ended up cuffed.

And that time at my parent,s, our you scared, ranting and raving you were unaware,

that the police you had phoned to come and get me
for taking our , would let me go free.

That plan didn't work out, the cops were not drunk,

and our were witness to the depths you had sunk.

That's two times you called them and it didn't go far, for both times you ended in the back of the car.

The sex you denied me hurt only you.
And if you look back, you will know that it's true.

I did all the work, I desired to please you.
But what about me? I have needs too.

But heed if you read this, I just want to say
that over the years you were a terrible lay.

No passion was in you, you lay on your back.
It was almost like loving a limp gunnysack.

So I was not missing when you cut me off,
while you got your jollies in the internet loft.

and through it all, I kept my dignity,
and remained true, throughout all your frigidity.

Now I am not saying I'm better than you,
but I am loyal, upright, and true.

And you know well, that I am no liar
your morals are low, mine are much higher.

rm_bluegenes51 63M

245 posts
5/12/2005 1:15 pm

Great piec of poetry...left on, bro

mi_mwpm 58M

5/12/2005 3:38 pm

Never wandered this far back into your basement Keith... real powerful stuff.

keithcancook 67M

18358 posts
5/12/2005 6:16 pm

I would have never seen u guys down here were it not for the nify new comment thingie that alerted me to activity down here.

Thanx so much for commenting on my poem. Part of the reason which led me to launch the TATTLER was that I wanted folks to see my earlier posts. I felt that old posts were too obscure and I wanted to bring attention to them. I used expats basement to develop publicity for old posts but I was secretly hoping to lure some folks down HERE by creating a fuss over THERE.

Plans within plans within plans. My friends, that is what The Venting Blog is ALL ABOUT. Nothing I do in this blog is without some goal I hope to achieve. The great fun for me is developing interesting and unusual ways to achieve these "mini goals" .

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