Polystyrene

by Karla   Sep 26, 2015


There is something between them
and he hates her from wednesday
to friday as her wet hair drops
oceanic dreams on his toxic tagents,
covering the sine and the cosine
in his pockes.

she feels the same
and hates his liquid crown too,
specially when he posts photos
of a politically correct smiling past
which denies the evidences of
the dust on his shoulders.

there is something between them
but it is small and sour and undistinguishable.
like an old stain on a ragged blouse:
only if you come close, you can
notice it.

hatred kissed them before
they could cross the lines
of an abandoned poem
and just a cheap beer can save him
from her foam heart
but he will never know
how disposable
that moldable organ is.

karla bardanza

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  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Excellent with some wonderful descriptive writing. Well done and all the best,
    Ben