Sunday, April 20, 2014

Chair

I remind you of the things you never did and the words you never said.
I called you fat in third grade, and you never forgot.
I deceived you with smooth lines of comfort. 
I filled you day with a normality that drove you insane.
And I left you alone and forgotten in my bed sheets.
I stole away in the middle of the night.
I didn't leave a note only a hot half drunk cup of 
tea on your table. 






Sage

4 comments:

  1. I loved this post. One of my favorites of the week.

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  2. Obsessed with the broken chair and the commentary... It gave these chairs a story and personalities. I'm obsessed with this.

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