The Door
I think I left the door open -
At the back of my brain
And you got in there
and stole what’s mine.
Implanted thoughts of you
in every small Corner and Crevice,
Burrowed your way into my subconscious
Until I could never forget you.
I think you slammed it on your way out -
One last defiance,
One final fuck you,
Jammed it shut so no
One could enter again -
and part of you will
Never come out.
Padlocked the door, nailed the frame
Warped my walls and besmirched my name
But yours?
I will never forget.
Tim Higbee
Mon 27th Nov 2023 13:51
Hi Kate, you have sketched a vivid character and scene. Excellent.