Charred

By Parson Thru

Thu, 15 Aug 2013

2 comments

Look in my heart

You'll see that it's black

brittle

and charred

You snubbed my dad

as he lay in his coffin

You snub my mother

each time

you walk past her door

What did you expect in return?

Permalink Submitted by VeraClark on Sat, 2013-08-17 21:08

I swear I wrote on this. Sparing but full of depth. It is a breath taker.

Permalink Submitted by Parson Thru on Sun, 2013-08-18 03:04

I wouldn't be surprised. I thought you had, too. Thanks again Linda.

Parson Thru