Everything SeenA Poem by Wild Willow BlueSuch a nice way of putting it..Clothes on the dresser clothes on the stair Shadows on the nightstand and cobwebs in her hair
Love’s forgotten pistol love’s forgotten chime The ticking of a clock and the spinning of a dime
Smashed up light bulbs smashed up dreams A lover’s gorgeous black dress ripped at the seams
Blood on the table blood on the windows Flowers in a pretty vase heads on feathered pillows
Speak no more of this speak no more of that He lays down beside the one he loves as he flicks away the match © 2012 Wild Willow BlueAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorWild Willow BlueOHAboutI am 33. I am gay/non-binary. I started writing in 8th grade. The person whom I started writing because of, I never got a chance to thank. We were never good friends, but we knew each other. I owe her.. more..Writing
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