Pins

A pin drops…

It shines on the distant floor
Like water,
But it makes no sound.

I have dropped
Ten thousand such pins,
While I’ve waited
For you to speak to me.

When I walk away,
Finally,
It’s over this carpet of such pins.

Tiny blades that scar my soles,
And we part
In silence…

broken friendship

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