# Behind Closed Doors

Author: Amethyst Mare
Tags: Amethyst Mare, Arian Mabe, Clean, Dark theme, Death, Mature theme, Poem, Poetry, Relationships, Story, adult theme, life, perspective, room

#4 of Poetry

A poem I wrote in university for my course. I am not the best poet, but I hope you enjoy reading what I share.
I was short a submission to post today, sorry!

 **Behind closed doors**

Behind closed doors  
you will see  
the woollen scarf unravelling,  
at both ends,  
the spider re-spinning his  
defeated home  
and, above all,  
the sideways chair, stood prone.  
  
The ballpoint leaks ink,  
sullying the blank notebook  
poised at page one,  
and the novel propped open,  
halfway through,  
beside the empty drinking glass,  
few drops remaining:  
light spilling in, bold as brass.  
  
This cottage flowerbed overcome  
by weeds, ground laid to waste,  
waves solemnly through the misted window,  
as a single speck of dust settles  
on the chocolate foil,  
drifting near the paper bin, almost posed  
to find. But no: she is gone.  
The book falls closed.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/0mvOkBAn
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