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.