You lay strewn across my mind
All of you, and
You in pieces
And I
I am now crawling
To get the parts
Of your spirit
Still
Stuck under my furniture
You’re a mess
I’m a disaster
And
My knees hurt
Other People's Feelings
You lay strewn across my mind
All of you, and
You in pieces
And I
I am now crawling
To get the parts
Of your spirit
Still
Stuck under my furniture
You’re a mess
I’m a disaster
And
My knees hurt
Wow… that is hauntingly beautiful
You have been blessed with a multitude of muses coming and going throughout your life. Lucky, you! 🙂
This same woman (girl back then) shows up in my poems a lot.
You are making me want to rummage through old poems of mine and see what I might have written. Great poem. And I agree with Lori, hauntingly beautiful.
Is this the candle girl ?
No, this girl moved and never even knew I liked her…
🙁