words make walls
By JupiterMoon
Fri, 24 Aug 2012
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words make walls
they are married,
i gather, and have
met for breakfast coffee.
he settles behind
a Guardian, and
a look of disgust.
she fingers
a croissant,
trying to catch the eye
of her husband,
over the Calgary Hill
of his paper.
eventually,
she admits defeat.
opening a small edition
of the Independent,
she wonders
why she isn’t.
and where the last 23 years went.
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Very nice. Just, i gather?
Permalink Submitted by Jessiibear on
Very nice. Just, i gather?
Jess
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I love that last stanza
Permalink Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on
I love that last stanza
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