Sunday, November 30, 2008

Don't Get Close

Don't get close to me.
My heart's like a trap:
At first, it's lovely.
Then it hurts you in a snap.

Don't get close to me.
I'm wearing a mask
of shallow pleasantry,
of deep but subtle angst.

Don't ever get close to me.
Familiarity breeds contempt.
I keep closer my enemy,
the lover I'll soon resent.