You have been at this so long

My heart looks like a pincushion

A mass of tiny fledgling holes

Bleeding from repercussion


Your pudgy little cherub face

All smiles as you draw your bow

But where that dart will land

You have no way to know


Given tiny wings to flit about

As if an angel you are

But all your arrows leave behind

Are the deepest of the scars


You are not a welcome guest

You are a crazy toxophilite

Target a more loving heart

Get your aim just right


Every time we have had this dance

I was left feeling just more stupid

I must avoid your archerโ€™s trance

I must avoid the sadist Cupid


14 Responses to “Bullseye”
  1. beth says:

    ‘toxophilite’ cupid – amazing word usage

  2. So sad. Sadder yet, I totally understand this feeling!

  3. jonicaggiano says:

    There is a lot of truths in this piece. We donโ€™t really choose who we love in many ways. It just happens. Often it can be very cruel and hurtful if the person isnโ€™t who they pretended to be. Great piece of writing though sad. I hate the thought of anyone hurting your sweet heart Brad. Have an amazing day and sending extra love and warm hugs today. Love Jonikins

  4. Francisco Bravo Cabrera says:

    Well I must to say that I have never read Cupid described that way! Bravo! Great work my friend!
    All the best,

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