against what wouldn't budge
the words stuck in your throat
till you thought you might choke
like a ship on dry land
won't float on the sand
forgiveness the wave
that floats it away
what you couldn't see
happening between you and me
will haunt from the grave
of our yesterdays
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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