Dinner at Eight

your profile in repose
lies
beyond reach

stubbled jaw
shadowded cheek
sunken eye

(tired, tired
always
so very
          tired)

do you feel the drag of
one
perfect ungues

down the outline of
(black and white,
no
    colour)

what almost
might have
should have
                 been?

©s rogers 26 may 2011, all rights reserved

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