(viii
of swords)
our
marriage was so brief it was a
whisper i wonder if it actually happened somewhere between AA & AOL we met had coffee kissed
walked up the aisle in front of family & friends just when did you leave me or didn’t i ever truly have you were you always a cheat a player
was i
so blind did i not want to see trying to keep some kind of balance between mind & soul or was i in true bondage loving my chains even as i cried to be free
my city burning behind me my emotions dried to a trickle at my broken feet
© polly macdavid
cross-posted in a slightly different form at https://crystalapplequeen.wordpress.com/2015/04/17/napomo-day-17/
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