Bea Fomin's Poetry Corner


Questions for a Coward

24 April 2020

It’s been over a year now,

Since it was just us.

Secrets spilled out of my mouth,

You scooped them up

And folded me into your bed.

We’re so far from there now.

I had him and you’ve got her.

I thought you were calling me

so I disconnected all other lines

And now you don’t answer.

My mind was clearer when things were unsaid.