Day 12: damage poem
Spilt milk
You tell yourselves
Not to cry over spilt milk
But the simple truth is that
The milk is gone now
And you are left with a thirst
For something unattainable
And a mess going sour on the floor
~Liesl Dineen 2015
Day 12: damage poem
You tell yourselves
Not to cry over spilt milk
But the simple truth is that
The milk is gone now
And you are left with a thirst
For something unattainable
And a mess going sour on the floor
~Liesl Dineen 2015