Leave your yellow lies at my doorstep,
shuffle off your shoes,
breathe,
relax…
as I sneak out the back door.
Author notes
Prompt: avoidance
In a list
A contest entry
- prompt inspired; 20 words, 10 entries by Grey Mouser.
475 points, ended July 14, 2008, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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A confrontation too difficult to engage in, when the cowardly poisons cannot be tolerated any longer and escape seems the freedom. Nicely done and meaningful, many thanks for entering into the contest.
Be well and be blessed,
Mouser
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