No one home

by Em   Mar 6, 2021


On my return,
I notice the flat
wears icicles for fingers;

although you're no longer here,

I don't have to fear punches or
nooses around my already
fragile neck

but

lonliness is a disease,
you're smile shows folk
pretence of

'happy ever afters'
and
coping mechanisms

that don't work in your
circumstances.

I try to turn on the heating
but I'm all out of electricity.

©Emi

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  • 3 years ago

    by M.Useless

    Very powerful piece. There are so many single lines in it I love, icicles for fingers, you're smile shows folk pretense of 'happy ever afters', but I'm all out of electricity. You could break it out differently, single out every line, or create a giant punctuation free rant, and it would still work. Sad, but well crafted. Thank you for sharing.

  • 3 years ago

    by Star

    Oh Wow this hits hard!! The opening and the ending so effective, even on their own!

    “On my return,
    I notice the flat
    wears icicles for fingers;

    try to turn on the heating
    but I'm all out of electricity.”
    ^
    I was rereading them separately, and for some reason they made sense together. Though it gives a complete different vibe :)

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