Endings Poem by Faith Addicott

Endings



do you know
how slowly, terribly
deliciously you kill?

my sheets reflect a torrent,
a torment of moments
gone by unclean.

like the house i can't clean
and the bruise that won't fade
these memories of you & i
pace my days.

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