raged
across the
page
focusing on the
deafening sound
of my own silence
in the birthplace
of my own private
loneliness
you, a beautiful
barefaced piece
of baggage
came scuffling down
tranquil lane
frugal in your words
but mighty in your
green-eyed presence
catering to my
fleeing attentions
in a madcap way
when did i become
so jaded to your charms?
when did i stop
pandering to your every whim?
has it become
unfashionable to repeat
all the zany things
you bleat
every time you
interrupt my
gloomy thoughts?
(thus)
poem inspired by this prompt: http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2015-april-pad-challenge-day-26
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