standing in the night – for 3WW

to collapse on the floor

while a heart stands silently

peeling stars

peeling tough stars from the skies

barren lips shaken

words over words

shadowed by unrelenting curtains

he describes it as cheap labor

the art of writing poetry that is

to dangle participles

of regular past verbs

by their ankles

embracing their high heeled splendor

until closet is vacant

bed left unmade

kettle unboiled

write it down neatly, i say

then maybe, just maybe

i might understand you

by mary ann blinkhorn

written for Three Word Wednesday at:  http://www.threewordwednesday.com/

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