January 2013 (1)

22 January 2013 at 23:36 (Poems/Poetry) (, , , , )

seven a.m.
she tries to say hello
to his goodbye
it sounds close to get out
door framed same phrase
her sad stomach – kick of hope
is closed with his key – cut

after midday she searches for
fragments of reasons
by putting ‘normal duties’ in quotes
chopped with a diamond cutter of mercy
are getting heavier
from an eternal oath once taken
at a dinner time

up on her tippy – toe
she’d rather lean into him and kiss
than rake through love’s rotten remains
red like tomato juice
starts to run onto the main dish
her eyelid quivers

she can’t manage without him (20th January 2013)


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