When the Honeymoon's Over
It
wasn’t
long ago
we were perfect.
We had our labels,
and what was inside us
was enjoyed by the people
who chose us. It’s like the couple
inside the car we are attached to.
Their “labels” make them appear delicious!
She – the sweet wife; he – the doting husband.
But once their labels are stripped away,
they’ll use up each other’s goodness.
Years, like these roads we’re dragged on,
will bang away at them.
It won’t be long that
they will be just
as we are -
dented
cans.
1/8/18 for the Dented Cans Contest of John Lawless
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2018
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