Ebony or Ivory

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a twisted
narwhal horn
of deceit
your blackened words
dip only a toe
in the truth
so cold
fleeting
cheating
stranding me
on a temporary
sojourn
to pain
but my fingers
caress the keyboard
playing my siren’s song
beguiling
luring
texting
many a mariner
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