Black
I want
to erase you and mine
the colour from your eyes until
all that remains are inky
black spots which
look laughable when
the no longer have a function.
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This was a draft for a long time. And, not being able to figure out what else to do with it, I'm posting it.
Kalinka B.
1 comment:
This one is kind of hidden away. I don't know when you decided to post it, but because it was first saved as a draft, even before you posted the story of the same title, this is where the poem turned up and therefore went unnoticed until just now.
Nice poem, short and bitter sweet. I wonder what this guy did to make you so angry at him.
Lucky find,
Marr Vell
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