The woman pleads
"s'il vous plait"
No, I would not
I ignore her
And carry on
Maybe if I block out
Every single request
Every question
Every single moment of longing
They will vanish
Dissapear
Lose themselves in their pointlessness
I realise now
That the truth is unavoidable
I would rather face it sooner
Than later
Now
I run back to the woman
I open my hand
I drop a coin
The thud reverberates around me
This single moment
Of release
No comments:
Post a Comment