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Her tears were suspended
mid air
no more room
in the bucket
to hold them
*
Drowning
in the fog of forgotten
dismay etched on each corner
life wrought with agony
*
*
“How could he?”
She moaned
more tears poured forth
“speak words of love
promise forever
depart with my heart”
*
*
*
“I will never
find the spigot
the shutoff
to sorrow
*
*“How could he?”
*
“Why would he?’
Photograph: “Bucket of Tears” by L. Moon
penned in moon dust 