Jar of Tears

Cackle gulp sneeze he, he, he. Listen

To my aching, rattling my cage oh so

Impatiently. My anxiety boils to a

Peak, overflowing onto my chair. My

Body shakes until it hangs in distress.

The calling wolves in the distance

Echoes from outside the door. So

Dark, it seems. It’s just you and me.

Me, with my nightmares and

Haunting memories. You, with your

Mirror, checking for anything out of

Place. We are quite the company for

Each other. Sin babbles like a brook.

I am quite the harbinger of bad news.

If only there was a solution for my

Emptiness and headaches. Try a hat

On for size. It squeezes the scalp,

Traps heat, leaves a red mark on the

Forehead and hair sticking up. Such a

Waste. So many tears in your jar.

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Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger

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