Sun melting.
cats empty
bellies
meowing
on the back
kitchen porch
window.
basket of
dead flowers
decorate
what's left
of "I will
love
you
forever".
on my desk
a dozen
half-scratched
poems
pile up
on one
another
like old
drunken
friends
at a college
reunion
party.
and I
bear the
weight of
it all like
a black
knight
vanquished
from
provenance.
I no longer
have you.
and from the
start you
promised,
you would
not be
any good
for me.
you didn't
pull any punches
.
you
didn't
lie.
you were"t
a poor man's
fairytale
come true.
Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 9:31 AM UTC
Sun melting.
cats empty
bellies
meowing
on the back
kitchen porch
window.
basket of
dead flowers
decorate
what's left
of "I will
love
you
forever".
on my desk
a dozen
half-scratched
poems
pile up
on one
another
like old
drunken
friends
at a college
reunion
party.
and I
bear the
weight of
it all like
a black
knight
vanquished
from
provenance.
I no longer
have you.
and from the
start you
promised,
you would
not be
any good
for me.
you didn't
pull any punches
.
you
didn't
lie.
you were"t
a poor man's
fairytale
come true.