NaPoWriMo Day 9: Bright

She said

What shape

Should this poem be?

Will it twist and turn and wind

And cover me in thorns, barbed words

To sting and recriminate, burning and cutting

Before sneering away to hide behind smug curtains

Of arrogance, cold and diamond-like, sharp and laser-made?

Like a diamond, crystalline and angular? Cold, hard

But straight lines, straight up, direct, you know,

No messing around, no false hope

Just right to the point

But painful

And too


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