Lemons – poem


i sat down to write
a love letter to myself
but my chair was wobbly so i
fixed that first and then
my dollar store pen
was out of ink

i found a crayon
in 3 pieces
under the bed
next to a box of photographs
of people i used to love
and a sock i’d been missing
for a week

the stationary i’d splurged on
in a fit of self care
was stained in 2 places
from the mug of tea that had grown cold
and the words i’d planned
with which to shower my psyche
curled up and died a bitter death

Sumayyah Talibah © 11 November 2017


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