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doing just fine
by Ava Blui don't want you to worry about me
i'm doing just fine with the whole disappearing act you're
portraying, the way you bury flaws like the dust that
settles at the bottom of everything
i've got a place to stay on the west coast
when i finally figure out which story to sell,
and you've got a number of girls waiting in every city
from florida to california, who think
disappearing suits you
the act of becoming someone else entirely is not
in your vocabulary
even though you write as if it is
there is a deep breath you should have taken
before you drove away
but i think it was too hard to carry
and i felt too small to cry
i don't need you to worry about me
i'm doing just fine with flowers being thrown
on top of me and
wine being swept off my brow
everything here trickles down
until it becomes the nothing
we never really had.
09/21/2011 Posted on 09/21/2011
Copyright © 2024 Ava Blu
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Meghan Helmich on 09/21/11 at 12:51 PM Ouch. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 09/21/11 at 02:42 PM No one can ever deny your talent for stripping something away, leaving only what you want to leave and then taking the rest with you on down the road. This has a sharp edge that never has to scream. |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 09/21/11 at 08:01 PM ouch indeed |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 09/21/11 at 09:58 PM Ahh, yes, a precious wonderful ouch indeed. |
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