Betrayal is like the oldest Banyan tree at the corner of the playing-field
its branches droop towards the ground with its own weight
Betrayal is those huge dark paintings on the whitewashed wall of the museum
you leave the hall but they never leave you
Betrayal is Pablo Neruda's saddest lines
you will learn to love again, dilating pupils, learning to hold gaze, but tears will still well-up
Betrayal is like the wound on the beggar's hand
from which hurt drips and it changes color from bright red to white patch, but stays forever
Betrayal is the constant sound of footsteps behind you
you hear them even when you do not look back
Betrayal is like cooked boneless chicken from the roadside tiny stall
you enjoy the soft flesh and muscles in your mouth but fall sick afterwards
Betrayal is a nice boy's interest for watching pornography
you get the momentary high but can't do away with the puckish nausea that stays in your belly button
Betrayal is like first love
rushing, lingering, breathing down, always there to touch, smell, taste, rock like, forever staying in the privacy of the silence.
10 comments:
Haunting. Each image sparks a new feeling, shifting through heaviness and isolation to being ill at ease.
Great words on betrayal. So true.
How well you describe its terrible, inescapable presence.
~~ you have given us so many examples of betrayal ... a fascinating write.
You captured this very well.
A compelling, metaphorical articulation of betrayal. Wonderful writing.
Well captured indeed.
"Betrayal is the constant sound of footsteps behind you
you hear them even when you do not look back" -
this made me think of guilt too, but maybe guilt is the result of a betrayal at times...
Anna :o]
This reminds me of how precious a thing trust is, and how easy it is to break it.
Betrayal is, indeed, a snake... that seems to always end up devouring its own tail.
A nice piece of writing.
Betrayal, the most of us have many verses of your simile collection. The final really hurts, we dated for over a year when she returned to her boy boyfriend when he came home for good from the 'war'.
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