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you can't see the glass dangling in the trees

by Ava Blu

we become easily broken when the water hits us
at just the right altitude
and you were always afraid to fly.

the way we become a hydrogen bond is something
scientists haven't quite mastered;
we're weak, baby. we have always been weak.

tossing the water we no longer need is a ritual
we'll tell our children some day and we
will take them with us as we climb but you'll
break away half-way through
and i won't ask you to come back.

the weaker you become, the better i am
and i don't feel like apologizing for it anymore.

we became the wrong direction soulmates take
and really one of us should have realized it
before we ever woke up.

08/24/2011

Posted on 08/24/2011
Copyright © 2026 Ava Blu

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 08/24/11 at 08:21 PM

Honestly? Not one of your best, but I really liked the first stanza.

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