Frayed Anticipation

Languidly,

water pools beneath finger tips

cooling, rippling

anticipating movements in

fluidity.

 

Meniscus broken and seeping

hydrophilic cling – final embrace to the individual

groves of her print.

 

Marble cool, cadaverous eyes glaze

at the pristine artex grooves above,

breathless blued lips, 

slightly parted departed exhale.

 

The girl from Dublin,

who kissed her old mam goodbye

by the warmth of the old Rayburn.

 

Last night – what a night.

 

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4 responses to “Frayed Anticipation

  1. Suicide?
    Oh I felt cold reading this.
    Well written? Yes.
    Sad? Oh yes.

    Love & magical kisses (hopefully bringing you back to life) *winks*
    ~Tinkerbell

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