Interjection

by Eric Stephenson
August 5, 2017
in Cadence
2

Cold as a dry cube of ice
sticking to my tongue,
your eyes freeze me
in suspended animation,
a harsh interjection
when all I wanted was a pretty lie,
not the naked truth.

Tags: Cadence, Eric Stephenson, Interjection, Poetry

Eric Stephenson

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