by Ava Blu
you said her poetry
was like coffee
waking you to start
all over again;
you've never asked to see mine,
so I'll assume
I would only put you to sleep.
Author's Note: I'm too tired to worry about your lack of interest in all things concerning me.
Posted on 10/07/2005
Copyright © 2021 Ava Blu
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Melanie J Yarbrough on 10/08/05 at 04:30 AM|
everything about this (including the author's note) describes exactly how I feel right now. anyone who's uninterested in our devastatingly interesting selves deserves not to breathe. or atleast the same air we do :) how's that for selfrighteous? chin up, kid. ;)
|Posted by Carolyn Coville on 10/15/05 at 07:25 AM|
hmph. his loss! i bet your poetry is a million times better than hers