I Have Shed Two Tears - Poem by Jesse Ellsbury
I’m not here for your amusement;
I am not amused.
For every one of your broken promises,
I have shed two tears –
one from each eye,
the pupils having died,
and the irises wilted like a dead rose.
This is not comedy,
but it has become a routine,
like returning every day
to a job I’ve come to hate
while my heart still loves the company.
This is not a death,
but it’s not unlike a coma,
with lidded eyes closed,
wilted like a dead rose
with the thorns still pricking my nose
every time I try to kiss it.
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