fake plastic flowers

i waited for you
...hope you're happy
you followed her instead
her, with her golden tennis racket
and witty remarks
she sleeps in your arms now
my bed fits only one
the sheets are a mess
(as usual)
rosie tells me, "we can do it!"
i know i can
but some things
are hard to let go of
so i sit by the window
gazing at fake plastic flowers
...chipped nail polish
and sigh into my coffee

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TREXPATTON's picture

HEY ! ! You are much too YOUNG for COFFEE!! But not for these emotions. Very sweet, frank, direct and poignant. You made me remember my own tears in moments similar to this. Thanks.. Good Poetry ! !


"Poe" I'm not, nor "Rich" am I,
but I'll be famous, b'ye and b'ye !