Thursday, November 7, 2013

PAD - Day 7. Hardship - A Quiet House


A Quiet House
A quiet house
with unfingerprinted walls
and silence wrapped
like smoke
where once laughter
A quiet house
where the phone
has stopped its
tortorous ringing
asked if your little
girl has been
they stare at
each other for
quick seconds
eyes darting away
as though burned
and he tries
to make her smile
it’s a “hard-ship we’re sailing hey matey”
and she seethes
with roiling hatred
and knows that
whatever they once had
is now gone
with Kaitlin

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