Monday, March 10, 2014

Manic


You blew in with no warning and,
in typical fashion,
with your destructive, acerbic, tongue,
peeled the paint from off the walls,
and left me covered in the dust of
your destruction. 

So here I sit
trying to decide where to
begin picking up the pieces
leftover from the tirade.
Flip the switch.
The lamp is still on.

© K. Lynette Erwin, 2014

7 comments :

  1. I know people like this...you describe their destruction perfectly...

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  2. I know people like this, too. I think we all do, unfortunately. Thanks for your comment, Tess.

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  3. I love how powerfully you internalised this image , wow

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  4. Where to start indeed! A perfect match for the prompt!

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