Short poems

The perfume. (Short poem)

The perfume.


The perfume in the room settles as you crumble to dust beside me.

Fragments of memory stagnate like broken rituals caught in the act.

I hyperventilate internally whilst not being able to react.

You’re gone, just like that.

© G.P Williamson 2017


Ps my sister in law just bought me some Jean Paul Gaultier Le male. – It’s gorgeous, try it.




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