Tuesday, 8 December 2015

letter

Maybe I want to read a sappy letter
because I just blitzkrieged
with refresh bombs
steadfast every two minutes
until I saw the hours go by
from 8 to 13

maybe I want to cry
and laugh
chuckle and smile
nod a secret nod

my memory lane
is sacredly defiled
with a collage
that's glued together
with double sided tapes
of doomed desires
and anxious pains
of languishing words
left unspoken in blank space

did you know you buried something
that deserved to roam unrestrained
a letter in tears then
apology and anger
self loathing is a must
but it's lost on narcissists

a sappy letter perhaps
full of nice things
wild stories
where I can see yourself
melt into words
that one thing, I so much love


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