Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Poetry Heartspill # 7

It's absurd
so many emotions

yet a single one cannot be matched
with a word, thought

Can I even define you
what you mean?

That anwser is no

If it was possible
you would be deemed worthy

My heart would not be cracked
I coould close the chapter

Without the use of postscript
I could paint you with
beautiful words

but no
you stand there
Naked

Undeserving of the praise I reaped
it's absurd really.

the blonde one

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