Saturday, August 11, 2012

No thoughts of me

No thoughts of me

The words will come
if I don’t look; reveal
to you my heart, and
drape, blood-red, my
inner-truth, like wine
within a glass. I’ve
sipped upon this life
we’ve made, and found
it sour and small, and yet
you wait, to drink
the rest; no thoughts
of me, at all.

Photo prompt from Magpie Tales

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