November 19, 2016Poem

Words are not enough

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Words are not enough

Not mine

Cut off at the throat

Before they breathe

Never forming

Broken and swallowed

Tossed into the void

Before they are heard

It would be easy

To follow

Fall to my knees

Prostrate before

The deli counter

Sweep the shelves clear

Scatter the tins

Pound the cakes to powder.

Supermarket isles

Stretching out in macabre

Displays

Christmas madness

Sad songs and mistletoe

Packed car parks.

Rotten leaves

Banked up in corners

Forgotten reminders

Of summer.

Before the storm.

Never trust a promise

They take prisoners

And wishes

Never come true

Fairy stories

Can have grim endings

And I don’t know

How I will

Face the world

Without you.