Eggshells
No one should have to live in fear.
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Friday night
eggshells.
The slow tick of the
clock
eggshells.
Outside drunken mutterings
eggshells.
The doorbell rings
eggshells.
Press the button,
let him in
eggshells.
The cat escapes and
hides,
but for me, there is no
shelter from his tongue.
Eggshells
my feet bleed
the yolk runs.
But to him, it is part of the fun.
If you ever find yourself walking
on eggshells, here is my advice.
Leave, and don't think twice.
You can buy more eggs, but
you can never buy back your
life.
By Maggie Watson
From: United Kingdom
Website: https://poetrybymaggiewatson.uk
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