Scraps

Feelings are robotic, after the sheets

Are pulled off and the food on an

uneven table is devored, what's left?

In the middle of my tv screen arguments

Scream of which one is the best.

But to me none of them really matter;

They all have more money and I eat the

Scraps off this unstable table tray.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this feels like the scraps of relationship left after the initial physical passion wears off and we find there is nothing more to us than that...and now we silently watch tv together wondering during the commercials if either will have anything new to say.


love this one.

jacob

[mendedwords]

Thank you for the review and read.I'm sure many of us can relate to this.