Flowers on the Counter

Flowers on the Counter

Mysterious phone call,

Wrong number,

Man’s Voice.

 

Drive to where you say you’re at,

Your not there.

 

Intimate whispers,

Promises of love,

Plans for the future,

Swept under the rug.

 

The flowers I got you,

Sit on the counter.

 

While your out,

With another man.

                                                                          
                                                                            
Douglas Face

                                                                                Winter 2006

 

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