Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

dead fish

09 March 2014

 

 

she used to hold me,

look into my eyes like that,

just before we kissed.

That was when our love was still

more attractive than dead fish.

 

(written for Jeremy Farmer’s Weekend Medley)

 

 

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9 March, 2014 - Posted by | Poetry | ,

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