You turn away from me and walk one hundred steps
Into the dark and freezing night, jaw clenched, eyes tight.
I cannot run in these high, high, heels
My ankles knifed and whining lame, I hobble, wincing, bleeding pain.
You maintain your distance.
All Rights Reserved – Alicia Fitton 2019
Bitter shouts
comments aside
12 down, begins with A
Divining rod measures your meaning
Our gaps hidden within the words
Ennui
The silence is spoken, broken, fragmented
The bones are picked, the blisters unburst.
Fear of consequence, terror of truth
Monologues written on the cave of our hearts
Cryptic clues
Return to start,
Don’t speak, don’t hurt, just bury it deep
Beware the scars the truth might leave.
Beware the answers written first.
All rights reserved. Alicia Fitton 2016
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