Hiding The Fire Poem by Barbara Talman
Hiding The Fire
My face a furnace
hiding the fire.
Questioning the avoidance.
Pauses, false side steps,
a cookie crumb on my shoe grows larger.
The coffee whacks the cup.
Leaving fails
and I am locked
in an ugly dance.
Hating you for the choreography.
Monday, May 10, 2010
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