Kinsey Peterson

Listen to them cry and worry their poor, unbroken hearts

You aren’t gone 

yet they still treat you like a walking corpse

A broken body played on puppet strings

And watch as they fall apart around you

As you break them

For the first time


Feel your joints disconnect



Your strings snapping with the weight of a broken neck

Hang from the wall 

Or shelf

Or sit


In the dusty corner

  • Author: Kinsey Peterson (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 9th, 2023 14:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: It has been awhile- I missed you all.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Neville

    It has been far too long .. I am sure that I'm not the only one who missed you and is glad to see you back .. and on top of all that ..
    I enjoyed your poetic offering today even though it was delightfully noir ... All Good Things, Neville

    • Kinsey Peterson

      Thank you Neville. I missed seeing your work.

    • Thomas W Case


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