Rolling Remnants

Crust rolling up under her fingers

Remnants of last nights dried tears

The table was still set

And the guests had all left

Nothing stood up, but warm beers

 

Not minding to wait when it’s early

Hate minding to wait when it’s late

Crushed when both lasted forever

Two times for the same date

 

© 2011 Michael Yost

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4 responses to “Rolling Remnants

  1. fun word play…
    beautiful writing…

    Happy Friday.

    Like

  2. Interesting! Michael, have you finished the thought here?

    Several quite fine turns of phrase – Nice!

    Like

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