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Better Off Alone
by Olivia Weinkeinpushing into circles
the corners we create
& i wish i was happy i mean
truly & i wish you were satisfied
with the opening and closing of
fingertips
burning into flesh into wounds
and oh what about the mistakes
we make & i love you full of
sadness & i always knew you
weren't that strong, i just never
worried or minded or wondered
if you'd ever not be so weak
& if its the purity of snow you
wanted then so be it and if its
the dirty taste of remembering
i can give that to you also
but please don't let me fall
asleep here i can't wake up
again not knowing where i am
& if its my soul you want you
can have it i'm better off alone
i've always been
better off alone.
01/31/2008 Posted on 02/01/2008
Copyright © 2025 Olivia Weinkein
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Keith McFarlane on 02/01/08 at 05:27 AM This has an unusual rhythm but is just the same very fluid and tender...enjoyed reading it very much! |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 02/03/08 at 08:13 PM Great rhythm... Simply beautiful in a somewhat complex kinda way. ;o) |
| Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 02/05/08 at 10:56 PM the dirty taste of remembering. wow that's a fantastic little punch in the torso. this poem is biting, but not in a bitter teenage way...in a smart poetic way. strong, classic point here. well done olivia! |
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