If only we did grow wiser when we grew older
I could have seen the rejection before you
Crammed so much thought and lovely prose in my brain
That they left me paralyzed
On a silk comforter
As if we could only contain so much motion
That my head moved so much my body could not
I think I could have caught you
Or maybe at least see you coming
Or maybe perfected my
Laughing you off
Or maybe just do some covering.
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Sunday, September 29, 2013
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