estherbrook

at the core
of my every tossed
and turned
my every blessed,
cursed knot
lies Estherbrook

god damn her
stone hearth and soulless board
her sour
maggot studded bosom
unloving
indifferent

to watch her
wither and grow craggy
unkempt
by my unfailing,
rich neglect
warms my heart well

Rene ~ February 18, 2013
For Magpie Tales
Image: “Wind of History” Jacek Yerka

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