is the broken
necklace still
laid on your
dresser?or has it
disappeared
into a drawer?i forgot you offered
to fix it,
be back in two ticks.the dust and cobwebs
cover my bones,
i've waited three minutes...four minutes
...five eternities.
almost forgot
what and whom
i was waiting for.gently traced my neck.
oh, something's missing.
wait a little longer,
maybe you'll be
back soon.but your footsteps
never return,
so i guess i'm
just like the
necklacelost in a draw.
YOU ARE READING
unlit matches
Poetrycome and listen to the whispers of lions and the cries of fawns.