Sandy Sue Benitez
In Full Bloom
He told me
I was a calla in full bloom
trapped inside a paper vase.
I wasn't sure what to say
so I smiled politely
and walked away. Towards the lilacs.
They offered me water
for parched eyes.
I was home now
but the walls needed to be scrubbed.
The rudeness of time
had changed them from purple
to grey.
And he was a thorn I would pull
when the pain was gone
leaving me numb
from the heart down.
© Sandy Sue Benitez
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