Joseph A. Pinto

barflypoet & author of dark fiction


 

countertop

 

dark surfaces don’t reveal the mess. her own words, crumbled in their staleness and left again to redirect my demeanor. i mean, can you believe her? the unfortunate answer yes. roiled within thunder, there has always been someone to rob the fork from my tongue. lashless and listless, anger withdraws and i stand like a beach with no tide. her lips churn about a better season but the seashell to my head echoes lie.

 

so take the spray and wipe it.

 

and i do with clear eyes hiding a dirty handprint pressed upon the cloth.

 

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2 thoughts on “countertop

  1. PauliAtomic says:

    “lashless and listless, anger withdraws and i stand like a beach with no tide.” 👏 👏👏

    Love the running metaphor in the end of this piece. Awesome as always!

    1. Joseph Pinto says:

      thank you, love! i appreciate you! xo 🥰

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