Seen as if through a shop window -
mostly clear but slightly blurred -
my tear ducts appear to have a sign beside them
reading
FOR DISPLAY PURPOSES ONLY.
But it isn't really that;
it's just that their secretions come
at a rather high price.
The fear of leaving you
coaxes them out;
they are precious for only you seeing them,
and for their rarity.
First three Chapters....
15 years ago
2 comments:
vulnerability is the feeling your poem evokes in me. beautifully written
Well done. I love the image of the blurred shop window. Thank you. xoA
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