Saturday, 23 February 2013

Square Root

Girl in the corner.

Sprawled on the floor.

Between them
Imperfect numbers
Holding them apart.

He cannot ask.

She cannot say.

She would like
To write them off
Ignore them as they fall.

Spend the rest of her life
Facing that wall.

In denial.

He wants to
Ram them down her throat
Until she remembers
How to reignite.

He misses the spark.

They sit there.

Than their sum total.

Less than life.

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