arrows

aiming sorrows flung
like dirty arrows

in fragile narrows
of failing veins

contrition-tipped,
zipping, stuck right
in bad luck brain

lingered love pain washes
wanton wishes of stacked 
antique dishes in  sink,

rain drains dirty,
hurt slips into
wine glasses like
drink.

© Anthony Gorman 2018

image 1: https://pixabay.com/en/users/geralt-9301/

image 2: https://pixabay.com/en/users/mih83-464187/

 

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