#182 (fins and freckles)

the girl without a name

waves of red hair blowing through

stark fall storms

maybe she tamed horses

in a former life


she used to date a loan shark

with bad breath

providing a safety blanket

spun of misery

it wasn’t hers

she didn’t care


the birds flew low

that day she dumped him

with the last of her delusions

rain on her pale skin

all tears left to salt the past

he kept her cat prisoner

she scratched his face real good


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