borrowed evening

you looked stunning
only you knew
the price tag
was still attached
tucked up under your black silk sleeve
everyone asked you
the name of that dance
separating you from yourself
you couldn’t tell them
you knew you would never
do it again
like the dress
and the way your hair fell
in question marks
it was only this one night
the next day you went to saks
and got your money back

wendy shaffer

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One thought on “borrowed evening

  1. I like your poetic style in whatever you write but this piece was scintillating…

    ~ Alex

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