

Bad PoetryDear --,Bad Poetry
I began your letter at the stop sign on Third Street and lost it in a traffic jam on Hemming Way; you would've rolled your eyes at the name, so I tried to imagine you sitting beside me. That's what did it, of course--I had a perfectly good sentence and it went right out the window
with sentiment.
See there--I was trying to redeem myself by writing a poem, but apologetic prose doesn't like to share. I had grand illusions--something about a word o


Love Poem..Love Poem
last night I made a man out of pillows and forgotten fragments of clothes we’d pushed into my drawers. I held my pillow-man’s hand and made sure he wasn’t too warm because it is summer; I’m on the second floor; and that was always your biggest complaint.
this morning I tried to shower but would turn off the water and run like a soapy dog, complete with loyal tail wagging, to the door thinking you’d come knocking. You hadn’t.
tomorrow will taste like the food of a week ago and I’ll wear sunglasses, whi
--
help for get more pageviews: [link]
--
Suggest a Lit DD today!
--
"you cant kill me coz im already inside you"
visit my photography portfolio --> [link]
visit my photography portfolio --> [link]
visit my photography portfolio --> [link]
--
peli♥carol
--
"you cant kill me coz im already inside you"
visit my photography portfolio --> [link]
visit my photography portfolio --> [link]
visit my photography portfolio --> [link]
--
~[ReM]
Previous PageNext Page