Thursday, October 2, 2014

31 Poems in 31 Days - Day 2. Change of Opinion - A Nice Guy

A Nice Guy

He had hair that hung over his
forehead and large hands that
made her feel small and delicate
and then one day drinking coffee
his easy smile vanished and his
crinkled eyes cooled and those
hands smashed the mug into
her lip and into slivers on the tiled
floor and those hands grabbed her
hair and he whispered not words
of love and poetry but
“clean it up” and no matter
what sad stories he had told of
childhood injustice – nice dissolved
in his hot breath on her neck

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