Broken
a shattered windshield-
shards of broken promises
spread across the road
–
text messages-
driving past what
used to be a car
a shattered windshield-
shards of broken promises
spread across the road
–
text messages-
driving past what
used to be a car
in the line of fire
standing while the others fall
I am bulletproof
–
rising smoke-
the doe startled
bounds away
staring down into
another empty bottle
devoid of answers
–
august sun-
tumbleweeds across
a dry creek
dark foreboding clouds
low in the afternoon sky
harbingers of doom
–
soft rain-
broken trees
and power lines
watching you suffer
affords me none of the joy
I was expecting
–
blood moon-
packing my bags
while you sleep
waking every day
under a threadbare blanket
to an empty bed
–
bleary eyed-
the crows outside
contemplate murder
ringing in the night –
hearing the sound of your voice
I fall to my knees
–
silent crickets-
two marines stand
in my doorway
whispering my name-
the last word upon your lips
before you leave me
–
peeling paint-
the swinging gate
at my back
in the dark shadows
cobwebs cling to memories
of a distant past
–
winter stubble-
remnants of
my father
these nameless corpses
stacked upon one another
bear witness to war
–
cobalt sky-
birds nest in
the shattered roof