THE CRYING SLIPPERS
Disconsolate
My legs weak and trembling
I wake up at the break of dawn
The cigarette butts in the ashtray
The lingering stench of marijuana
Laced with the scent of Indian perfumed oil
My wits are missing you
My feet slid sloppily in the slippers
The bunny rabbits offered to you last Easter
I stifle a cry of joy
You have come back, I rejoice
Alas! No!
Forgotten
Left behind clumsily
In front of our wedding bed
The slippers are cold and wet
The slippers are crying
Howling your brutal departure
Bare footed
Your rush to catch the first boat
Away from me
Away from reality
The crying slippers add to my grief
To the great void in my life
I cannot manage to fill
Void
Emptiness
My heart is in my flames
Put off the fire
Settle the scores
The crying slippers will join
Your razor…
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What’s up, just wanted to say, I enjoyed this post.
It was funny. Keep on posting!
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