Cruci-Fiction Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

Cruci-Fiction



I dab my tears
and scream
when streams of pink

drip down
the shower tiles.
I have these visions

of Psycho or
me on the cross
but no,

she left
used tampons
in the soap dish

instead
of a Dear John
good bye.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Veronika Knollman 29 April 2006

Clever poem, I liked the title too.

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Sonny Rainshine 28 April 2006

Original, witty, well done. Great title.

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