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Click hereEyes that always reminded me of fallen leaves
and decaying apples
My life,
before and after...
Golden days
turned to gray morphine mornings.
Now, it is polite smiles
& a friendless conversation.
That's all I will let you have,
the reflection of the surface.
"Forgive me if I don't really want to meet your new pregnant wife"
You'll ask me how I really am.
I won't tell you.
Secrets that are ment to be locked away;
grains of sand
in me
waiting,
the irritation forming pearls.
The life in me died
12.5 hours after you left.
In blood and pain
on the wooden floor of my cabin.
I never told you.
I never will.
I drove myself home,
away from the doctors.
"No, I will be fine."
I poured a whiskey
and washed us off the floor.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,000 poems.
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meeting a love that has broken your heart, and the aftermath. i loved a number of the images. "eyes that remind me of fallen leaves and rotten apples." very sharp images.
An aptly named dark write
Subtle pain directed to the mind;
Welcome to Lit
Take off your coat, break out the pen
And stay awhile.
Some very good lines for a first posted poem. I look forward to more.
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