Grown Stale Poem by Annabel Cruz

Grown Stale

Rating: 4.5


You have stuck to me
gum on my shoe
now gone
the taste of you still lingers
like last night’s pizza
grown stale
I want to wash my mouth of you.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lynn Glover 25 February 2011

A very sad, but angry poem. Past loves will never leave and the taste will always be there. A good write. Lynn

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