Chipped Lover

My chipped lover,

you hold that coffee cup up

to your cold lips and drink

after the words you flung

from them about how our lives

have grown old and brown,

like withered pages of a book,

and bring it back down,

it's edges chipped

from the times it

was thrown across the room

and you carry that chip

on your shoulders

like a great weight

bringing you down

and I see you, broken in bits

and scattered about the ground

Reviews

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

I SEE THE HURT OF TRYING TO KEEP A RELATIONSHIP TOGETHER! LIKE THE KNIGHTS TRYING TO PUT HUMPTY DUMPTY BACK TOGETHER! GREAT POEM!

[Invisible Ink]

How is this title? punctuation?

[Adelia Alighieri]

Raw and ravishing.

[Angel's Lady]

Wow. I applaud you. Well done, dear one! I can certainly feel this, as it slammed against me too...