So day ten asked us to think about simultaneity (who even knew that was a word?) As usual I am running late but it’s a finished poem so I’m running with it! The weekend is coming…
I cried, when you ‘bared your soul’ –
Pushing away the two-legged stool.
The only thing left propping me up.
You kicked me as I fell,
Any remaining self-respect
Violated, left scattered
And lost among the wreckage.
Meanwhile you slept soundly.
Undisturbed and at peace,
Your secrets now shared.