she sits on flowery sofa
studying re-upholstered verse
half-finished words
a broken ego
poor decisions in self-stamped ink
swaying to and fro
like a pendulum
she fast forwards it all
to half-drawn scene
where opinions probe
sunny-cold art
mended whole picture
bluesy old ink still fragile
she sighs
eats a cheese danish
by mary ann blinkhorn
i unplug the hour
sit in silence
a thousand whitewashed walls
between us
his smile ancient
like glued sentences
his arms, warm
it’s a darker night tonight
few stars
fog gone
naked rain boots drying in corner
he writes the strangest metaphors
brilliant
heartfelt
pen purged
voice hesitant
light bulb sheltered
by receiver
i retire to bed
lull a blue cough, good-night
by mary ann blinkhorn
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