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In The Wake of The Door's Slam

July 23, 2015
By Louise13 BRONZE, Natick, Massachusetts
Louise13 BRONZE, Natick, Massachusetts
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I recall the last time

the ocean’s wave

punched the stresspoint

in the shoreline.

Left a sharp crack

in the land and retreated.

 

Wonder to myself why

the entryway shut itself off with a slam

and you did so with eyes that glossed opaque.

 

Post-your leaving,

in echoes

of the swivel of a door-hinge and its close

I give the manila walls a numb stare:

the indented ridges

where the bricks are pressed together,

dips that pockmark the paint too akin

to the unspoken words left corroding my tongue.



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