Wednesday 23 October 2013

the text

venomous spit, flew,
through fingers, hammered
words texted, not spoken
with the force of fingers on typewriter - dusty.
message sent.
There, it was done.
echo heart, breaking,
occurred bus stops away.
defeaned.
made teeth rattle
eyeballs ache.
One particle. A truth.
hurtled at his heart.
he'd cry, he'd die.
he'd learn to love again.

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