Day 7, PAD Challenge. Prompt a "what if" poem.
what if his words were more honest,
honest, more, his words she
was honest, too, much more
than he
it goes in circles, he she, he she,
heshe, shehe, heshe, it was it
was it was
and then it was not
and that is the pity of the
thing, him raising his hands
in exasperation, herself
curdling, sour under
the sun, box of remnants shoved
into her hands, flatfooted on
a Summer sidewalk
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