she asked if
i could visualize
an apple if
i closed my eyes,
and it occurred to me
i’ve been living
with my eyes closed
for some time now.
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Good advice
Remember kid,
always look out
for Number One.”
Good advice,
I suppose,
so long as
you choose
your Number One
wisely.
the thing she said
she threw her arms around my head,
“some people would be better off dead,”
she said as we lay in bed,
and the light glowed red
as i thought about what i read
in a magazine that somehow led
to this topic born and bred
from plans and dreams that lay ahead,
and how it was this whimsy fed
the thoughts of where i dare not tread
for it’s this dark side that i dread
Hand in glove
“Why do you not see
the way I see?”
“Our eyes, I guess,
work differently.”
“And why do you not feel
the way I feel?”
“I don’t know why
but I know that it’s real.”
“Why do you not love
the way I love?”
“I guess so our hearts may fit
like hand in glove.”
i don’t know what to say
i don’t know what to say
and time
it runs short,
and the words
they must be spoken
but I don’t know
just what they are
to know how to arrange them
or form them on my lips
or spill them from my pen
for I have to reason out
the sense of emotion
to take that from the heart
and translate through the brain
to express what I want
and not some inferior facsimile
but I don’t know what to say
Little talks
We have the best talks
when we don’t say anything.
Story in your eyes.
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