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By The Door
by Quinlan L GibsonI dont need it,
anymore.
You can leave it,
by the door.
Pick it up,
on your way out.
Carry it,
on your mind.
Im so confused
What to believe
What I hear?
Or what I see?
What I feel?
What I sense?
Gut instinct?
Experience?
So I dont need it,
anymore.
Lets just leave it,
by the door
and go to sleep
I love you.
02/11/2003 Author's Note: in the exhaustion of not knowing where I stand in my 2 year and 4 month relationship, i don't need to know anymore.
Posted on 02/11/2003
Copyright © 2025 Quinlan L Gibson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Anne Engelen on 02/11/03 at 02:59 PM love the flow of it |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/12/03 at 02:26 PM Relationship uncertainty aptly expressed, Quinlan. Nice to see you on the score board again. Welcome back. |
| Posted by Rhodora M Fitzgerald on 03/25/03 at 07:48 PM Great imagery here! Thanks for suggesting this read, it was worth it! |
| Posted by Britt Zimmerman on 04/09/03 at 02:41 AM whew! this could be a song! great rhythm and flow!!! |
| Posted by Martini Koy on 08/26/03 at 11:18 PM first i thought this is a break up poem. but then it's not. i love the ending... ;) |
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