Prompts

August 3, 2014

After all the love,
all the laughter,
all the life has run dry,
will it matter what we were
to an empty, silent world?

He lives in a junkyard. Scraps of other people’s lives litter his home.

His heart was long since broken, so he fashioned a new one from junkyard scraps and tacked it in place with sticky tapeā€”he figured it should hold out for one night.

Inspired by prompts at #HeartSoup by @HeartSoupPoetry

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