Kim Van Breda Poet Free verse

Selling the Drama

SELLING THE DRAMA

driven conversations
even I can clearly read
never want to fake it
I am tied to this 
dream

the someday of a sound
a quirky clichéd phrase
two large coral pieces
pink.. attached to my 
skull

gone are the mermaids from
out of my passionate grasp
sea-curdled clasps of a loss
none could ever clench or 
know

I weep and you will excel
learn to disguise the pain
a restless shudder of mar
forces the mark of receipt
waged




© Kim van Breda—18 December 2014

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