Juliet Ligon Poet Free verse

Blackout Poetry- Surreal

He shakes his head 
against the linoleum.
I watch him rinse his mug 
with my eyes closed 
before the sound of the mug 
shatters into pieces 
just like the occasion.
I stare at him for a moment, 
a ghost.
I thought I heard him 
raise his eyebrows.
I just dropped my head.
"You're not real. You're dead."

2-21-2021
Credit: Someone You Love Is Gone by Gurjinder Basran, Page 17

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Gershon Wolf February 23, 2021 at 5:02 PM Love the dark, bizarre aspect of this one! ~ Salva Door Dolly Juliet Ligon February 23, 2021 at 7:04 PM Thanks, Gershon. I bought this book at the dollar store just for this purpose. It was fun trying to find poems from sporadic words and phrases throughout the page.