her, dressed in good intentions,
nails brightly matching
push a plate across a table dusty with neglect
“eat”
her, the confronted, as empty as a shell,
slides off a chair,
breaks into pieces,
a quiet end of days.
untitled (good intentions)
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Oh dear. Strong poem, palpable feelings, wonderfully distilled. k.
Oh dear. Strong poem, palpable feelings, wonderfully distilled. k.
thank you manicddaily~
thank you manicddaily~