Last Conversation - Exploring Brokenness: Poetry on Pain, Anger, and Human Flaws

Last Conversation

I’m sure our
Last conversation
Had a far different
Effect on you than
It did on me.

That was always the
Way things transpired,
Me assaulted,
You oblivious,
Mandatory discomfort.

I don’t expect you’ll
Ever grow a heart,
Not for me,
Or anyone else,
Including you.

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Poetry by Guy Farmer