Buckshot – Luke Otley (My Troubled Mind)

She took her things
that lined the shelves, they left
holes in the dust
like buckshot
in a stag’s flank.

These shapes
and their brazen absence
would have killed
me if I were you, and it’s funny
six months ago it was, and yet already
it’s as if it happened to someone else,

like when you hear about an old
school friend t-boned
by a drunk
driver and their brains
now play spaghetti-hoops
on what’s left
of the interior.

I grab a cloth and move to banish
but am stricken
suddenly with thought of being caught
on my knees
wiping away
what for you could be the last
of something sweet –

I have known since the playground
my mind doesn’t idle
the same speed as other engines,
so I put the cloth away
and tiptoe around your flat,
wishing to be nothing
more than a friendly phantom
with sheepish smile
and open ear.

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Published by grumpygorman

I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out...

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