resentments grow subtly with time
begin with a dish left in the sink
dirty towel on the floor.
quietly they flourish
and sometimes you think you hear them
you're pretty sure you saw them but like
shared glances between two strangers
on a train they're gone before they vanish.
they resume their usual place in the disconnect
between your soul and his. and you live with them
like an itch you can't find.
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you ask.
i answer.
polite conversation concluded.
i touch.
you linger.
hesitation surrenders.
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dust in the eyes
star wars
snoopy
michael jordan
atlanta braves
mashed potatoes
macaroni and cheese
flip flops
tattoos and earrings
disney world
baby blue
violent video games
blow dryer in your sleep
'n' sync and a wannabe
wonder if you ever get
my dust in your eyes?
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4 comments:
you have a way with words!
i miss you!!!!
I didn't know you wrote poetry. Very nice! I guess I have a lot to learn about you--- :)
thanks for sharing
yeah i'm a poet - i would love to make my living that way but you usually have to die to get famous and rich so .....
stick around and there's more fun to come....
i'm really glad you guys came here
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