Journal in Verses

Your Indifference

December 27, 2020

Your indifference, like this year,
will roll into the next. Defiant,
Saying we were never together.

Hmm. True. Your forearms, bare,
Your palms, damp, your eyes, alarmed
or upset or sometimes both. What about them?

Now I am older, but still the same,
Content in watching you prowl in my heart
Like a black cat in a dark room.

Featured image: Madeleine Lerolle e sua figlia Yvonne by Paul-Albert Besnard (1880), via Wikiart.org.

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