Curled

Curled

A Poem by ashleydawn

Woven strings of floor

Unravel one, then another

Soon, I'm covered in curls

and I wonder what I've done

 

Like each thread of foundation

I've plucked away friends

With prideful arrogance

I've lost all connection

 

Apparently you knew this

and never let me know

Just left me on the floor

Curled to cry.

© 2011 ashleydawn


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