Saturday, June 23, 2018

Under The Pillow

Alice composed a letter
Seems to be written in ashes
As the cold winds blow .
She can’t find the note he left
Under her pillow .

It’s going to be alright it said .
And Alice searches for it .
don’t be scared I’ll be back- he said .
Don’t worry your precious head girl

And I’m taken back
I know it’s some where Alice said .
How can it be gone
How can he be gone .

I search every room
So she drowns in this ocean
The cat says I told you so
As he finishes his cigar

Alice places her head between her hands
She falls like an old mop on the floor
How can this be
She said .
As no one answers

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