Tuesday, July 1, 2014

scribbles

did you know
every poem
was about you?

did it trouble you
to see me
spill out my love
with every word?

did you wish
i would stop reaching
for the pen
instead of facing you
and talking to you?

or did you even read at all?

(write)


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