Pantoum, Poetry by Sarah

In The Shadows

All for a ‘please’ and a smile,
I come out of the background.
Ignoring tendencies, awestruck.
I am parallel with mal de coucou.

I come out of the background.
Nerves cause me to spill Golem’s Truth.
I am parallel with mal de coucou,
Quelling my strong desires

Nerves cause me to spill Golem’s Truth.
Using smoke and mirrors,
Quelling my strong desires,
I retreat back to the shadows.

Using smoke and mirrors,
Ignoring tendencies, awestruck.
I retreat back to the shadows,
All for a ‘please’ and a smile.

By Sarah ©2017

* Mal de coucou (n.) – a phenomenon in which you have an active social life but very few close friends—people who you can trust, who you can be yourself with, who can help flush out the weird psychological toxins that tend to accumulate over time—which is a form of acute social malnutrition in which even if you devour an entire buffet of chitchat, you’ll still feel pangs of hunger.

^ Golem’s Truth – A secret that must be kept on pain of death.

Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Wordle #158. Words: please, background, awestruck, tend, mal de coucou, smoke, nerve, spill, Golem’s Truth, strong, desire, parallel