First Love

couple dancing - we found love

I saw a picture of you today.

How could you look so happy

While I’m still scraping rust

from that  ice-hard break,

Jagged edges of the door jamb in that wild rush,

Hinges screaming, or was that me,

when your words, unshouldered like a gun,

struck —  leaving heartache’s legendary twinge,

a parting gift and gun-shy legacy.

 

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