Your clothes are packed and stored away,
My own where yours had been
I pulled your long hairs from the brush
And dropped them in the bin
Your photographs are safe, but gone
Not to be seen again
But now I find, I'm pained to see
A twisted bobby pin
This unique love poem is so creative and elegant! I adore the ending and admire the word usage to create the mood. The ending line just got me!
1 year ago
As heartrending as this piece is, it appears to be highly relateable and extremely moving when the end reveals that something SO simple as a bobby pin could drive a soul so mad. Lately a lot of artists have found symbolism or intense meaning in a bobby pin or even a few stray ones between couch cushions or left on the bathroom sink - but this one completely blew me away. There is style in its own, cleaver way. This piece is just picturesque enough to understand and yet simple enough that anyone can put their own story to it. Wonderfully potent write!