deceit

November 2, 2016 § Leave a comment

It isn’t love that i see in your smile, your eyes are flat, pupils like stingy droplets of ink falling from a dry nib, and they are empty of all gifts, just narrow slits through which I can’t see what I saw, through which you squeeze out an acknowledgement that leaves a bitter taste on my tongue, and I have no appetite for you anymore.

 

Thanks to OneTreeBohemia Melissa Fu for November inspiration

random word generator prompt #2, #freewrite #minimaledit #poetrysketch

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