LOOKS CAN KILL

 

I lie quietly in my bed . . .

Remembering the things that she said –

I try to sleep, but there is no rest

An argument of dynamics at its best!

 

   “The words I said fell flat,

   It was just a point I was getting at:

   I didn’t meant to insinuate she was fat –

      I know the subject is never it!”

 

So now here I lie in bed all alone . . .

   Not truly knowing what went wrong –

I’ve always tried to treat her right,

    Now only loneliness fills my night!

 

Memories come quietly as I lie still . . .

  Still seeing those eyes that could kill!

 

Epaphroditus© March 6, 2024