[Every Monday (until I run out of them), I’m posting a poem of mine that has fallen out from the submission process for some reason. In most cases, it will be one where I’ve received no response to my submission for at well over a year or more. Maybe the magazine I submitted them to has folded, the submission was lost in the post, or whatever. So, these poems can be seen as lost, orphans, of uncertain status, or something like that.]
These poems are also posted to ABCTales.
Stain
You stood there, in front of me
still with a desire I didn't deserve,
or understand, but only shared.
Your head bowed down
staring hard at threadbare carpet
where we had come together.
An insignificant damp stain,
so small for all it said.
You erased it completely
with one bare-toed foot,
before telling me to leave.
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