Your words are pebbles

skimming the surface of my mind

never causing more than the slightest ripple.


A porcelain bobblehead doll

My head nods along at your every pause

cause I am lonely on my own.


Written for dVerse prompt The Metaphorical Mask

The Date #poem
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