rusting heart

He owned a quality of invisibility

And in order to avoid discussions

Of relationship crop-ups that needed examination

He erased his presence for hours

Never leaving the premises

But gone, nevertheless

Rendering improvement and

Understanding impossible

Although he bragged about

His tinkering abilities

He ignored her broken heart

Battered by rainy nights and days

Rusting in the dust

A heart that only required

A minimum of time and care

© Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

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