'You're frowning,' she said.
'It can't be that bad.'
He switched thoughts, creating
plausible lies, hiding,
protecting regrets.
Things done, never undone
left to sink in the silt
of the best forgotten
growing into islands of debt.
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 10:50 AM UTC
'You're frowning,' she said.
'It can't be that bad.'
He switched thoughts, creating
plausible lies, hiding,
protecting regrets.
Things done, never undone
left to sink in the silt
of the best forgotten
growing into islands of debt.
Ian Woods kindly reminded me that I hadn't added this one. Thanks Ian.