Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Bone Woman

Innovative Surmise

I think she liked me more than you
and you couldn't stand it
especially since she loved you supremely

she was a force
all grit and bone
a pork gravy woman

she would tell you a thing or two
and I loved her tellings
curmudgeon woman

I think she saw she had to reject me
it was too late
it was always too late

1 comment:

  1. The last stanza is so painful, Willow. Rejection, no matter how or why, is hard.