She waited by the gate,
Just like every other day
For the past five years,
Waiting. Waiting. Waiting…
To hear from you
Shook my head, I said “Sorry, luv,
I’m afraid it’s just phone bills.”
I pretended not see her sobs,
Shaking. Shaking. Shaking…
As they had for three months
Like an eggshell smashed,
She held together, asking
To reply by return post.
Reply to the letter you hadn’t sent
A contest entry
- Titles # 2 by cirque du soleil.
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Comments
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I totally know what you’re talking about here…I hate that you can never be sure about letters…and that waiting…you never know if you can expect to wait for 5 weeks or 5 years…
I thought the first two lines of the last stanza were kind of contradictory…or did you mean it like that? I like your use of repetition
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