Fine Lines

So fine. Carefully destroyed.
How quickly the pulse turns siren.
How thick the thorn pricks.
How easy your welcome and
push away. You love me
in private. Out loud
You laugh my name.
This game. This game,
I can play forever.

2 thoughts on “Fine Lines

  1. I know this is longer then a haiku but it reminds me of your haiku’s. Once again big surprise I love it!

    • I liked this one too. It’s been awhile since I liked a piece. Spiraling Continuously maybe. I like Kissin Cousins too but not the title. I like the darkness of it.

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