Blocked & Broken

By Dan Terry

Blocked & Broken

 

Waiting for you to text back
Even though you blocked me
So many things I didn't get to say
Little details left unappreciated

Regret is learning to get old
Sorry I was too carefree
Didn't read the writing on the wall
The signals in the smoke, the sprouts in the tea

Screen is so scratched, too
Tears burning, blurring colours
I wish you would text back now
Through the cracked wet glass

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