| Jonathan Berger's Poetry: Poem of the Day |
| SUCKERS It has taken me years to build this following through sweat and blood and tears I have struggled and strived to get the fans that I have these hands clamoring to touch mine to be near me to hear me to be dear to me. The people… They like me. They love me. They are such suckers. I cannot believe that I have tricked such a majority to think well of me. If they knew one third of what I know about my inner workings my horrid soul my evil eyes the difficult situations and the atrocious lies I involve myself in hourly they would surely despise me as well they should. But the people don’t know what they’re missing the people lack the facility to get at the truth at the skeletons… they lack the key to my history my essence. It’s just as well, I suppose. They would be horrified. They would hate themselves for ever having loved me. I do not look forward to the day they discover the truth. I wonder when it will come to be. |