A Few Small Nips

A few small nips
A gallon of dread
The clip of the scissorsIn back of her head
So frozen and desperate
Such cringing through pain
So solid a sacrifice
So something is gained
She languishes, loving him
Watching him go
He touches the other ones
And she’ll always know
To love him is effortless
But broken by dreams
And loving the sensuous
Is more than it seems
9/29/2009