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a broken man has nothing to offer

   
he sat    
on the park bench  
resting his head  
between the palms    
of his hands  
elbows dug  
into his thighs  
   
a child enthusiastically asks  
"wanna be our goalkeeper?  
there's one short on our side"  
   
he stayed unmoved  
face, void of reaction  
let alone an emotion  
   
the children looked  
at each other  
bemused  
left him alone    
shaking their heads  
as they moved  
   
all he could see    
and feel  
was    
the tinnitus  
inside his ears  
and the echo  
of a bang  
felt  
on the inside
of a church bell  
   
he sat there  
a broken man  
and a broken man
has nothing to offer
Written by cold_fusion
Published | Edited 13th Aug 2017
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