Caricamento in corso...

sinew

The muscle we once were is decaying
All that’s really left is sinew
We’re coming away from the bone
A parody, a skit of what we once were
 
Love, it would seem, has a sell by date
And we both know it, the tome states so
The muscle we once were is dying
We’re just sinew, soon to be no more

(2013)

a poem about realising that love isn't always for keeps

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