Sorrow Stripped Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

you came in
you said
you carried that face
unbearably
under the masks
fingertipped
blind hand touched
their rims
cold

you came in
you said
you took off the coat
unbearably
unbuttoned
it was hanging
you stood there
she asked

you came in
you said
you had that
you carried your face
you masked
its rims

you came in
you said
unbearably
she
word blind
colour mute
unbuttoned

you came in
you said
fingertipped
masked
unbearably
'I'm no longer yours
and I think I've never been'
unbuttonedly
she cried