Revoked

Reads: 166  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 3

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
If you don't pay attention, things start to slip away....

Submitted: April 05, 2007

A A A | A A A

Submitted: April 05, 2007

A A A

A A A


He drums his fat fingers against
the desk,
filling the four walls
with stoic melodies
Traces of nails, his accomplice.
The rest, gnawed to nubs in
deep thought.
Dried crumbs of a peanut butter
sandwich mix with
fallen ash and crumpled
apologies.
The outline of days become
vague with curtains
drawn tight.
The scent of her,
fading from his nose,
he drums his fat fingers against
the desk…
and waits…


© Copyright 2018 Someday in May. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments:

Comments

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply