You were trying to get something out of me
when you remarked
“It’s funny,
you always leave me
to make the bed."
That’s because you were the first to climb in -
again.
“I’ll do it later.”
“No you won’t, you never do.”
I love the way you appear dead when your eyes roll back,
it’s such a good look on you.
I leant against the chipped doorframe,
with off-white paint flakes
decorating my shoulder.
“Okay,
but don’t say I didn’t offer.”
Then,
just like every morning,
you left.
I’m always the last to speak.
Your words
- blown from Venetian glass -
shatter with the honeymoon china
and once again, he’s on hand
with the cellotape,
but it’s something you’ll never notice.
At least I offered to make the bed.
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mm. there's a lot here that i want to address, and believe you me i am going to get to it. but it stings, my dear, it stings. so wonderful.
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amelia
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"and she folded up her fears
like paper airplanes
and lost them in the trees"
`chris simpson heismyhero.
Thank you so much for adding this to your faves, I really appreciate it.. I'm honoured that a poet I adore such as yourself has enjoyed one of my creations.
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It doesn't hurt to be nice!
it is very witty this poem at the same time being conceivably sorrowful
i like the comebacks in italics
very neat
i love the last stanza
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It doesn't hurt to be nice!
i'm almost positive i have faved other stuff by you...
you're so damn talented.
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amelia
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"and she folded up her fears
like paper airplanes
and lost them in the trees"
`chris simpson heismyhero.
Now it's my turn to blush
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It doesn't hurt to be nice!
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"I wanna speak at an intimate decibel/with the precision of an infinite decimal." -Yoni Wolf
The italicized asides, the little pieces of imagery you use, it's just great.
One little matter of confusion: who is the "he" that comes along with the cellotape?
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-=- Bard College Class of '10 -=-
i heart the liberal arts!
You comment on one of my things, I go to your page to see what you're all about and pick a poem to read.
Randomly and now I must fave this.
It's wonderfully written and the ending is my favorite part.
Simply lovely.
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''That which we manifest is before us...''
it's very meaningful....beautiful...
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i am me.
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