Friday, July 19, 2013

On the Corner of the Bed

you waited on the corner of the bed
for me to leave
i packed my things with my shaking
hands, i would not touch
you, breathe
in every shade of exhaustion
and kept rage, it shimmers
in your eyes
this is how i imagine
it would end
if i,
instead of you,
left.

~

RNH