Greed
December 30th, 2008 at 7:19 am (Thoughtful)
Today’s selected poem encapsulated sheer anger for me the day it was written.
Like so many emotionally driven poems, Greed draws from personal experience, on the receiving end of another woman’s insane hunger for gratification at all costs. You don’t need much imagination to work out the scenario which it describes, so I’ll not labour the tale .. although I will say that, like any good therapy, the poem worked wonders for me.
The effect of the greed had been crushing. To spit the anger and hurt out onto paper in one venomous Sunday-morning outburst enabled me to get the last vestiges of the previously wordless anger out of my system in one go so that, by the third verse, I actually felt sorry for my abuser. And that’s the way it has stayed ever since.
