• Vol. 09
  • Chapter 12
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Delivery Notification

Rose numbs the grey
which threatens to spill and spoil
the sepia grains
that charmed her heart
to dance once more.

Squat and square they sit
behind clear lenses
smiles and concerns
as linear as the sunsets
which slice their days to dusk.

If only they'd addressed
the red letters,
small print smirking,
as the type screamed
"Heart for Loan"

Bubble wrapped debt
amidst the lost and found,
retrieved, delivered and
shipped back home
bathed in blush

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