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if you gave me a reason, maybe it would be worth it then
by Ava Blu
you donÂ’t really know it,
yet
because I donÂ’t have it stuck in my voice
youÂ’ve learned to take your cueÂ’s from my moves
but we havenÂ’t yet danced
I donÂ’t even look at the screen when typing these
I look at the letters on the keyboard
IÂ’m looking for us in-between them,
I know I am,
but the only thing there
is dust and dirt
they scramble somehow
as if theyÂ’ve just become loose for the very first time
these letters,
these keys
I let them run away
because I need something to chase
something to give me purpose again
and while I am out,
rummaging around your trash for my purpose,
I finally see my own portrait
lying in the dust and dirt
between the ashes of our thoughts
and I am finally weeping
for no reason at all.
05/10/2008 Posted on 05/10/2008
Copyright © 2025 Ava Blu
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/11/08 at 04:02 AM you’ve learned to take your cue’s from my moves
but we haven’t yet danced."---Gone line. Lots of good lines in this, actually. It all kind of nicely equals out to a great poem. |
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