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balancing [2-20-2010]
by Ava Blu
i think it was something i ate,
something curling inside me
something telling me to just lie down
but i still had to wash the sheets,
i still had to unlock the door for you;
i still had to answer the phone.
02/20/2010
Posted on 02/20/2010
Copyright © 2024 Ava Blu
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 02/21/10 at 12:18 AM This feels like a scene played out over several mornings and certainly not just the one. The imagery is right on the mark. |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 03/14/10 at 02:45 PM like morning tea, this steeps in my mind... |
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