Tearing as resistance
Her tears as
resistance against one departure.
Silent
it drops without echo,
unlike a pile of books in the library.
Silent
it drips, just one arm,
unlike those suicidal commodities
found along supermarket shelves
wanting to attract our attention
for only a brief moment
with buffered carton
or muffled cardboard bangs
it was heard
before we noticed them on the floor.
Yet we always prefer to deduced otherwise,
some other reasons
rather callousness
rather carelessness
rather that they were previously stacked precariously
close to the edge of the cold metal horizon
than logical suicide.
The shelves that reminded one
of cooler temperature
of colder blood.
I have told you before,
‘only when the shampoo irritates… only tears in one eye at most.’
it was heard
before we noticed them on the floor.
Yet we always prefer to deduced otherwise,
some other reasons
rather callousness
rather carelessness
rather that they were previously stacked precariously
close to the edge of the cold metal horizon
than logical suicide.
The shelves that reminded one
of cooler temperature
of colder blood.
I have told you before,
‘only when the shampoo irritates… only tears in one eye at most.’
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