between my fingers
you fell through...
and I suffocated
in the emptiness
you left behind.
Author notes
Prompt: "Between my fingers, and suffocating on Sundays"
I wrote it...then gave the title, for a certain Sunday came to mind when I read it.
A contest entry
- 15 poets x 15 words by adsaige.
300 points, ended July 8, 2008, 46 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I like that suffocating in the emptiness created by a love lost. Congratulations on the HM.
Marlene
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yes, this is exactly it! oh, wee
finalist list like...totally!


