Tougher Girls

By TheUltimateOutlaw

Standing in a kitchen, sink full of dirty dishes
Wrist slit on a broken cookie jar that he called
Greed
She unpacks the groceries as her lifeblood drains to the floor
Impossible to distinguish from the mud he tracked
Everywhere
On the night he decided to leave, once and for all.

Part of her wants to curl up in the hole he punched through the Plaster
But tougher girls have lived and died for more and less than this
So she gathers up the empty shells spent from a gun he called Devotion
And swallows them one by one until her belly is full of his
Treachery.

She disconnects her phone so that the dead line will forget
That his name was a thousand time spoken over a wire
That carried a noose which he called
Treason
Across a thousand miles
And finally into their bed to strangle quick a child named
Trust.

Tougher girls have lived and died for sins such as this.

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© 2009 TheUltimateOutlaw
Published on Friday, January 30, 2009.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Deadlights On Friday, August 23, 2013, Deadlights (28)By person wrote:

    "A gun he called Devotion," loved this line, great work.

  • A former member wrote: I LOVE this. It has a tinge of Nicole Blackman in it.

  • A former member wrote: The tough just get tougher , :) thanks for the read , keep writing

  • elisa On Sunday, February 1, 2009, elisa (1616)By person wrote:

    the [un]winnable war... regardless of the plane. tough is tough. nicely done.

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