SA (03/07/68 / New Jersey)

Love Sonnet

Her Cracker Jack box wedding band
Mocks all of my intention.
I tried to make her understand;
She disregards affection.
My rooms are papered with her face,
(my lens is telephoto)
The pictures cause my pulse to race
And she never cared to know.
And since she wouldn’t be my girl
I’ve made a slight revision:
Above the chest, below the curls,
A deep, jagged incision.

I’ve slashed myself without a care
So I can go and join her there.

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Comments (1)

This is emotional blackmail, now quit it before I come and stitch you up again! Tai, disliking negative attention seekers. PS This is not a sonnet