Our relationship devolved
into
a choice between two wires -
one, though red, immaculate,
the other frayed beyond repair.
If we cut the first we would explode,
burning out our flames,
while moving on.
If we cut the second
…neither knew.
but both of us preferred
the end.
Breakups are hard...I love how you described it..a choice of two wires. Great work!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Susie :-)
DeleteI really liked the title.
Is there an easy way? I doubt it. A choice between two pains. Are you really breaking up Ben Ditty? I'm so sorry!
ReplyDeleteI'm not, Annie. Just some thoughtful contemplation on my part.
DeleteThankfully so, friend!
ReplyDeleteOh, I just love this unique poem. Thanks for popping into my blog. I love your site, and will be reading more poems.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sara. Really happy for that :-)
DeleteOh man! So sad, and so good.
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