Second Chance
rejection is not a kind word
it stares at you
tongue out
eyebrows burrowed
without explanations
one
to succumb you into a cave
one
to push you further into the abyss
but if you could erase rejection’s face…
how sweet is sun’s healing warmth
Double Suit
two minds
one body
two suits
one body
two coins
one hand
two temptations
one heart
two times you meet
one content to speak of
two break-ups
I cannot write this poem
I don’t know how I would move on
after it happens
I’ve been waiting
and crying
and loving
I wouldn’t know how to move on
from it
how to stop this ache
clawing deeper into me
after you’ve gone
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