her fingers tap on the wooden table
her, with thunder across her face
emotions caught in dire
eyebrows etched together
impatience. every glum beat of her heart
translate into her fingertips.
i feel sorry. tightness wraps around
my neck. eyes search for answers.
there were none in plain sight.
tap. tap. tap.
then silence.
then she left without a word.
Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 3:12 AM UTC
her fingers tap on the wooden table
her, with thunder across her face
emotions caught in dire
eyebrows etched together
impatience. every glum beat of her heart
translate into her fingertips.
i feel sorry. tightness wraps around
my neck. eyes search for answers.
there were none in plain sight.
tap. tap. tap.
then silence.
then she left without a word.
