Rattrap

She said that I don’t matter:
Never have and never would —
She said that I don’t matter:
Never will and never could —

She mocked my mien, my poverty,
As I made no attempt:
Then covered me in scorn amid
The sounds of her
Contempt


© Alexandra Smirnova | Dreamstime.com – Rural landscape with old house.

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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