Apocrypha

Apocrypha

A Poem by Contessa
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We ran away from the party

To hide under the guise of soft horse-sounds:

Hay, and whisper-swishes of tails.

On the cold ground I sat,

With you four feet away.

(It felt like a lifespan).

My secrets stuck like gum beneath a table,

I imagine where you go, you think not of me

But of them.

A lifetime of want made me

Exhale a cloud of all the bad things:

Frustration, vague sin.

Little sips of wine, even.

In the dark of this haven,

The horses flick their ears forward to listen

And I silently beg you not to sing

Because I can’t fall in love with you

Anymore.

© 2017 Contessa


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Added on December 10, 2017
Last Updated on December 10, 2017
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Contessa
Contessa

Seattle, WA



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