Interlude | Teen Ink


December 16, 2015
By megthepoet ELITE, Winnipeg, Manitoba
megthepoet ELITE, Winnipeg, Manitoba
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Favorite Quote:
"We know what we are, but not what we may be" - Shakespeare

He knows

you've got to

nestle up to her,

in the crevice of

her loneliness.

He knows

Hiding place

the lemon

smell favours

over grease

instant coffee

hard to sit still

with a toxic mixture

of rage and gasoline

pumping through

veins made of ice.

She is her

mothers reflection

frail madness

deprived bones of

their nourishment.

the bottom of the bed

toes uncovered.

He knows her.

Unresponsive is

her hello.

Darkness sits on his

lap, gaining weight

each day as it passes

too slowly.

Brightness overturns

The Interlude

Music starts to play


Stretching against the

Pale moonlight

of distant

hearts glued


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