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stop signs and ballerinas

by Olivia Weinkein

(this is an old one but still very much alive)

cruisin' on the wooden bridge
and we should get out
(don't jump)
flirting with the building thats fishing
right over there
cause she's in love again
we're only drunk
playing with time and lighters
bottles that break when thrown too hard
and all i wanted to do was dance on the
stop sign
"you're not a ballerina.."
but God
if i only were.

10/14/2002

Posted on 10/14/2002
Copyright © 2024 Olivia Weinkein

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Leah Laiben on 03/17/03 at 10:06 PM

I was feeling a little down today...thought I'd come read this one, I always did love it. Oh, and you are STILL not a ballerina, okay?

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