everynight

Muse of Muses : Greta Garbo

everynight my walls turn to tears
late night tv white screen
making noise through a smoking curl
rising from my fingertips
yellowed
newspapers on the floor
from when we were together

everynight
walls all look the same
white plain jane
as smoke rises to the floor
Garbo looks down
stares silently frozen
then whispers like wind

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11 thoughts on “everynight”

    1. Thanks Karen, I was wondering if anyone would get that..I blend words without commas. Life doesn’t give you a comma so I dont either..okay, rarely. πŸ™‚

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