I didn’t become a troll on purpose. It happened after the falling in love was done, when the fog filled costal valleys, when the silver tarnished and you no longer saw me in the silvery light of a spoon.
B.F.M.
Showing posts with label sorrow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sorrow. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Crow's Song
Her sorrows racked across
her shoulders heavy and barbed,
from his leaving and his leaving and his leaving and his leaving and his leaving...
like a crow's repeated caw stuck in a belly
burdened with stones.
her shoulders heavy and barbed,
from his leaving and his leaving and his leaving and his leaving and his leaving...
like a crow's repeated caw stuck in a belly
burdened with stones.
B.F.M.
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