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Convex (w/ Morgan Hafele)
by Anita MacI swear to god this town will kill me.
If I could just
get my head clear enough to focus
on something other than Home,
I think I'd be all set.
But, it's the unspoken
that really puts me off.
It's the way I believe everything
I see in your eyes.
The way that I pretend cloudy days
quench your lies and bring us closer to the truth.
But, I guess itÂ’s just me
looking too deep in shallow reflections.
03/13/2008 Posted on 03/13/2008
Copyright © 2024 Anita Mac
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by V. Blake on 11/11/10 at 05:16 AM A lot of the time, when I read people's poems on here, I try to pick out favorite lines as I read through to commend in the comment I will leave. This is one of those that I just kept adding lines to the list until I reached the end. So instead of reposting your poem in this comment, I'll just say the whole thing was awesome in my long-winded and overly-verbose fashion. |
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