Michelle Borland Poet Free verse

Thief

I stole your shirt weeks ago
I don’t know why
I saw it lying on your bed, just so

I put it in a baggie and sealed it up tight
I know how that sounds
I put it in my dresser drawer, out of sight

I stole your shirt weeks ago
It still smells of you
This much I know

I bury my face up to my ears
Your shirt stifles the sobbing 
And it swallows my tears

I now know why
I stole your shirt
It helped me say goodbye

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John Mudge May 17, 2016 at 11:35 PM forgot to rate your poem with my last comment!

John Mudge May 17, 2016 at 11:32 PM Reminded me of one of my own lost loves. It brought the emotions back in full force. Powerful poem. I love your use of form – perfectly suits the poem. However, I did something different. Had to do with a balloon; long story. I never wrote about it. I think I shall.

John Mudge May 5, 2016 at 3:42 PM Powerful, evocative memories. I loved your subtle use of rhyming and form. Surprise ending.