he cracks his neck
left and then right
as sunlight nurtures the optimistic girl
her sequinned handbag brushed up against jaded wet paint
she giggles, notices… walks away green
a dozen fresh pages at fingertips
thunder is a bad heart
a very bad heart
the edge of a guitar
a tough guy’s heartbreak
her heart crumbles like a 2 AM city
awaiting faded sunshine in morning
by mary ann blinkhorn
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