by Jason Wardell
If I may get self-referential
for a moment, there is no irony
in this title. I shouldn't even
have to clarify that, but here we are.
I have spent too long in sarcasm
that sincerity tastes funny, still,
I mean this: we were both over
due for something good to happen.
Dial back the defense mechanisms
because I am right here with you,
I know what caution feels like,
but also redemption and belonging.
And right now, my guard is down.
I am always blushing. Always smiling.
It is about time.
Author's Note: To S. It's post-irony. I'm trying it on for size.
Posted on 08/19/2011
Copyright © 2022 Jason Wardell
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 08/19/11 at 02:59 AM|
It's a pretty good fit, it would seem. This was fantastic.
|Posted by Linda Fuller on 08/25/11 at 07:16 PM|
This poem gives me such a good feeling. And I love the (intentional?) linebreak between lines three and four in the second stanza.