Sat on the table
Missing 12 more
I eat without love
Awaiting betrayal
Yet you never came
Abstaining emotions
All your promises
Clang like silver
Crucified hopes
While doing dishes
Bread and wine
Put in the bin whole
No mourning
For waking up alone
Resurrecting
My damnation
Author notes
Something I wrote after another dissapointing attempt at having dinner with someone I liked. Oh well... 
Comments
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Perhaps it's best for your writing that dinner plans didn't go well,
this is very cold and dark. It's good to read from you again and
thanks for sharing.

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Dark, emotional, well said


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Ahh I'm sure so many of us have been down a simular road...Powerful and evocative...Dan




