“tired old words”

Written for:  The Twiglets #129 – “tired old words”

See what you made me do.

No. I swear I’ll never hurt you again. You know how much I love you.

old words
fresh wounds
overcome by
too tire,
too fearful
to leave him.

Another Hair-Brained Scheme

Joe never tired of get-rich-quick schemes
He had no money, just big time dreams
Came home with ten puppies
All of them chubby
Diet camp? asked wife, your life’s a mere pipe dream.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to “tired old words”

  1. Chubby dogs at diet camp. Ha. Someone has probably thought of that. Funny.
    The first two sentences are so real… so abusive.


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