Dead Letters

i used to watch them dance
on the end of my tongue
like dead men walking
the plank

performing their final ritual
the end of the diving board
one last turn to salute me
then they would burst
into flames

they knew their
time to burn had come
every word  I said to you
nothing but dead letters




The end of the line with my ex wife, every word I spoke was falling on deaf ears.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Mason Avatar
April 30, 2010 at 5:17 PM
Poignant tribute to our favorite subject ... WORDS and to a sad time ... excellent descriptive writing here, Travis!! Keep up the wonderful writes!
Chircop Avatar
April 29, 2010 at 2:07 PM
Deep and touching poem Travis..Charma
Lusha Avatar
April 29, 2010 at 4:47 AM
I guess that is when they came to the end of the line way before us Travis and nothing we could say would make a difference to the way they felt about us but the just didn't have the guts to tell us...really frustrating but now they are ex's and if nothing else they left us with a legacy to make us create good poetry...Allie
Kendrick Avatar
April 29, 2010 at 2:00 AM
Sometimes in relationships hurts, disappointments,etc. build and are never cleared then somewhere along the line love dies...It takes two make a marriage...Sorry about the breakup and separation from another human being that once you were so close to...Keep the creative pen flowing...Thanks for stopping by and reading my work..Sara
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