I've been struggling with this poem. It started out in minimalist style but I felt I didn't get to say everything I wanted to say. It's autobiographical so I want to get this one right. Here's a rewrite of a rewrite http://www.online-literature.com/for...ad.php?t=55044 Please chime in and tell me what you think!!
his green eyes
they were never
this green
or this tranced
emeralds
as clear and dear
as his love
flawless
wholesome
then
why
he’s so distant
as though he didn’t see me
I searched inside
those unfamiliar
iridescent pupils
so undeniably
dilated
yet
here I am
so in denial
so
bro
ken
up
.
.
.
.
.
.
his vet
says
their
eyes
never
close
right
when
they
d
i
e
~for Apricot~