REMEMBRANCE
His sterility laced with feigned humanity
Touched my face through the phone
My attempt to warm him thwarted
I know pointlessness when I hear it
Flakes of fake barrenness sent back to him
It’s a language he understands
And I was dealing with cold matters anyway
I remembered to love the little ones this time
I had forgotten yesterday
Life will always be there to remind me
No need to c...
Friday 24th March 2017 12:00 am
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