Monday, September 10, 2012

Come Home

Sodding poetry
Limit: two per day
More than that might
Make him think about things
He has buried underneath
Layers of time and grief

Once he loved a girl
(This is how he remembers his life)
He has the trajectory of their life
Firmly in place and described
Although she died before they
Ever had a chance at all

Still he does not see that
All these years later he has
Never laid her love to rest
Too soon a frustrated woman used him
Just enough to thrill and confuse him
And ruin him for anybody else

Sometimes we live our lives as though
We are visitors from another galaxy
Nothing on earth is real
Someone is shaking you violently awake
Sleepwalking is a strange disorder
You do not know you have

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