Uninvited Indifference

Uninvited Indifference

So

Who invited you

          to steal my soul?

'twern't I,

          That much I know.

Yet

The deed is done.

I sense a void

          burning with a cold fire

Consumption,

an awful sensation

The actual theft was sharp & clean,

I'll grant…

Deviously enacted,

a clean/sterile operation. 

Emotionlessly performed.

The altar still spotless,

despite the brutal butchering.

It is not the absolute evil

          of your act

Rather your indifference that hurts worst.

You carry on as though

you are unaware of how

exactly

you've damaged me.

It matters not;

I know that despite

your efforts to harm me

I will still

adore

you.

Indifference

cuts to the bone,

dispenses the worst pain.

Still,

I adore you.

That is my curse.

You owe me an apology

that I will never receive.

Ivar G. Anderson

March 28, 2013