Poetry: Betrayal

How could you lie, your beguilement revealing

no appreciation for sensitivities

this consuming deception

a forbidden cultivation


How could you lie, your words are your treason

contention and betrayal

your only provision

are double-dealing hands


How could you lie, with no regard for treachery

wrangling words

with adulterated precision

even Judas is cordial when silver is plenty


How could you lie, a beguiled gaze

to shadow your merriment

treason hangs from your lips

while treachery devours your heart



Charisse Van Horn ©2013



Charisse Van Horn is an artist, poet, and freelance writer.