Hot tears of shame

Hot tears of shame.
The verb they use is “trickle”
to describe these rivulets coursing down
faces.
But really it should be “tickle”
because that is what it feels like.
Begging for your laughter,
a sympathetic pet that cocks its head in
confusion as its master sobs,
discounting your grief with that funny, itchy
prickly tickle
of hot tears of shame
running down your face.

21 January 2014

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