Tuesday, May 29, 2018

the shiny things

she puts
a bag of bread crumbs
in his coat
pocket
before he leaves the house.
cuts a hole
in the pocket
so that the tiny bits
and pieces
leave a trail
as they slowly fall out.
she knows
where he's going,
where he's
been, who he's seen.
she knows everything
there is to know
about his betrayal.
the crumbs are all over
town.
everyone knows.
it's old news.
but does it matter
that their home is loveless,
no.
she'll never leave,
never give up
the life, the sad faux
world they live in,
the shiny things and him.

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