I Send My Disregards

I must have slammed your foot in the door
– hunger turned to hate –
He swore you were a devilish sort
– not unlike my kind –
an historical point of interest
a favorite toy of joy
– no more than experience allows –
in the allotment of time
remaining
until burned at the stake
of a remake

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Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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