In the Thick

In the thick

of our holy quarrel,

she leans in

to whisper

the most important thing,

but is silent,

and I want to leave her

alone

across the table

on her device,

but I knock over our old vase

spilling the violets,

and she looks at me

as if before they fell,

she’d already

seen them

fallen.

~

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