Slave to Love
Scrawls litter the paintwork of my dreams,
Small shoes run my corridors...
Drink. Snack. Drink. Snack.
Lego bricks pebble dash my nerves,
Disregard frays my threads,
“No” finishes me...
then finishes me again.
Next day I’m back.
Slave to love.
10 July 2019
This was inspired by John Hamilton’s “Slave to Love” prompt but was too short to enter the actual contest!
Copyright © Nina Parmenter | Year Posted 2019