I like writing poetry. Not all of it is going to be a historical epic or an ode to something. These are like little glimpses of the subway in my mind; my train of thought isn't always artsy or symbolic or deep or meaningful, but I like to think that art takes ordinary things and makes people see a sort of beauty in them. So, look around- I've been doing this for a while. Enjoy ♥
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Saturday, December 26, 2009
We,
I, like a small bird,
a freckle on the face
of the atmosphere.
You, like a sleek feral cat,
a curve of heat focused
on [your own] survival.
We, like polar opposites
and doppelgängers, were
never meant to meet. So
twist those telephone lines
around us dear,
we will never be closer
than where we are now.
From this, we can infer that I fail at a lot of other things besides communication.
♥
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1 comment:
but at least you don't fail at poetry =)
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