Duality

Posted on September 18, 2022 by purplepeninportland 
Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #570

Words:  eyes, rattle, word, time, longer, pills, search,
        know, game, normal, box, sweet


What's your game?
I would love to know.
You eyes search
my face, your sweetness
charms me, disarms me.
As I begin to feel
a normal comfort 
from you, a box springs
open.  Time tumbles
out in unkind words,
looks of scorn, hisses
of a rattler.  Your two
personalities plague me.
Do you swallow potent
pills, not unlike the liquid
evil ingested by Jekyll,
and Hyde?  Think I need
to be otherwise occupied.
Bye-bye.

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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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