So Payton outright DEMANDED I post another one on here, tonight. I've just got a few misc. notes in my phone, of half-finished poems. So here goes. I make no promises as to their caliber...
And they don't rhyme. I didn't have time to put them in a scheme. Sorry!
Things changed so quickly
I feel nostalgic of
Our conversations
Of 5 minutes ago
You love me
Loved me*
So how
Does
Ignoring me change
How you feel?
How we felt
Does it?
No.
It only allows the feelings
To ferment, spoil
Expire in a way
That shouldn't
Ever apply
To us.
I lied when I said
I understood.
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He told me he had just escaped
The asylum.
Special reservation:
Insanity,
Party of one.
I asked why.
Wanted to see life.
Love.
Hope.
Wit.
I asked his verdict.
He said,
Preferred the inside of his own head,
At least those things can be imagined.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
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