Sometimes we meet people as family or friends or strangers or enemies where a flash of teeth that may be thought of socially as a smile is really a warning of something sinister underneath. Maybe we have all been guilty of this as the most sinister thing I can think of is the pithy and pathetic things we do just to survive. Mock inclusion. Terrified to be the Hermit. Pariah. Social Outcast. The Wolf in Sheep clothing. Love, though touted as the supreme source, causation and significance of our human "being", is certainly not only cast aside but shunned pretty quickly in favor of favor and the societal clue that we may remain included and allowed to live another day. Is this in itself love? The Bible teaches that God will discipline those He loves. How far is too far when the pain becomes your only familiar proof of being alive - so much so that your brain has rewired the pain to feel as comfort and that love is the stalk with thorns waiting to bud, bloom and wither. Love is what we bestow on others, send to one another to comfort and delight. It's what we leave on gravestones.
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"What Big Teeth You Have"
Sticks with thorns and hearts made of stone make me feel right at home
For I was raised by wolves, hideously so, unlike the Kingdom of Rome*
Benevolence had no definite definition and by his own admission his beauty lied within his cheekbones
All the better to tear me apart
When my father, turned his eyes to me, I caught eye of the canine growling just underneath
When my Mother narcissistic snake eyes intertwined, interpolate lovers, discarding the idea of a concubine
All the better to tear me apart
And now I know when I see someone grinning there can only be one meaning
What big teeth you have…
All the better to tear me apart
All the better to rip me to shreds
All the better to tear me apart
All the better to leave me for dead
Bury me where the roses grow, you deserve it all and more so
Wrap me in cellophane, tied with a ribbon like a nose gay
Lay me down on the words carved in stone
“Here lies her lies he despised her like a birthright”
All the better to tear me apart
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