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Sylvie Barton
Poems
Nov 2014
a complaint
now the light bulbs don't turn on
and the silence overpowers even our dog
i am so, so small
you shrieked when the light bit your thumb
and begged me to kiss it like you knew i would
now the light bulbs don't turn on
i haven't left any bruises with my feet
because there is nothing left for me to kick in my sleep
i am so, so small
the city scrapes my skin like a plastic knife
and it winks at me while i pack your clothes away
now the light bulbs don't turn on
ambitions are a rather lofty thing, besides
i'm going to take a break for a while
i am so, so small
the sky and the ground once merged into one
our picnic blanket became the world
now the light bulbs don't turn on
i am so, so small
#poetry
#sad
#death
#romance
#villanelle
Written by
Sylvie Barton
Boston, MA
(Boston, MA)
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