Heard

Heard

elephant tusks

in the ashtray

still lit dilemma

hiding in plain sight

ivory soul sold to black

evidence in the room

everyone sees my shoulders sag

my heart in flux

a stampede of feelings

illegal hunting of a love recalled

when the shots rang out

I fell to the ground,

crushed by the emotions

that warned me

those tusks were awfully expensive

to acquire

and to give away.

erin-cilberto

4/29/22

Reviews

[Weeping willow]

Interesting write and flows very well. The words seem to express many things ;-] Enjoyed the write.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Willow,
j.