The Knife (You Left) Poem by Kim Jones
The Knife (You Left)
The snowflakes drift around your hands,
pure white,
thick,
quiet.
Looking at the world around me
you'd think everything was calm
as we stand in the middle of this winter field.
But you left.
You left, staining
the white snow around my prone body
crimson red.
Friday, May 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: heartache,sad
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