Cassandra Bliss

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The Perfect Punctuation

Poem by Cassandra Bliss

Sorry, I threw that cigarette at you,
but it was the perfect punctuation mark.

I just realized,
you mean nothing
to me

anymore.

It's such a relief
to be free of your smothering
stress and worrisome
breath.

It was just that easy.

Period.


Comments about The Perfect Punctuation by Cassandra Bliss

  • Peter A. Crowther (1/4/2005 10:50:00 AM)

    I like this poem. It is so neat and the last line picking up on the title is perfect!(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 15, 2004

Poem Edited: Friday, November 19, 2004