by dreamsweet
There were images throughout that tore at the heartstrings. Among them this nice passage:
"his blackmail lines repeated every night...
while wishes are trapped inside
and my tearducts are clogged
from the residue of false smiles and false dreams."
Thank you for the read.
is mentioned on the new poems thread.
Thanks for sharing.
*no thermometer
with this poem! A frank and largely unsentimental look at the little steps that lead us to big trouble. Well done, DS.