Until Pouch

Poetry

Closed politely never slammed

Door to us in perfect condition

Until until

Changed and added locks

Keys confused

Until

Fine until

Laundry day, it washes away.

Door to us, beautifully made

Never pushed closed or open

So much care

Until until

You weren’t there

Felt more often than not

Asked if there’s anything to say

No, it’ll be washed away

Until

Published by Edmond

Edmond is an INFJ layman writer, creating freestyle poetry as an outlet for his emotions for over thirty years. He can be reached at: Carolinawriter@protonmail.com

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