Poetry
The Stars in Your Watery Eyes
A free verse poem
The stars in your watery
eyes are sharp, stinging,
smearing the world
with salty disillusionment.
Like barbs on a wire fence,
they rip and tear, leaving
telltale bits of fur and fabric
and frayed pieces of your fantasies.
You wipe your eyes
with the backs of your hands,
grinding the stars in deeper,
pointy edges piercing
your corneas, stellar poison
permeating your bloodstream.
Afterward, you’ll swear
it was someone else
who sprinkled your sight
with the starry host.
Author’s note: This poem is in response to Christine Graves’s Weekly Poetic Visions prompt for Jan. 8–12. If you need inspiration, click on the Promptilicious tab here at Promptly Written and check out some of the prompts. And if you don’t follow Promptly Written, what are you even doing with your life? Dude. Click that “follow” button. You’re welcome.
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