Little Earthquake

by abcede   Nov 5, 2007


Get out of my heart; get out of my brain
I need you to leave me
I'm going insane.

Never can I give my time to your hand
this is not our purpose
I, water - You, sand.

Yet infatuation consumes my own mind
because I am young
and wisely blind.

So use this paper to eradicate the Dwell
this is my confusion -
my OWN to expel.

My emotions toward you are background; not fore...
it was my mistake
and that I am sure.

This tectonic shift has damage untold
It's a passage to feel through
when our hands are cold.

My captain seems silenced and submissive to wind
I'm drifting off course
a new course begins.

You make the wake that rolls on behind
connected - the same -
yet passed o'er by time.

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