Paul Celano · Jun 16, 2010
A Puddle Of Rejection

I became a brainless mute
My mouth droops open
Nothing but impassioned silence
For she was a giving disease

My nerves begin to intensify
Limited to a feeble breath
For my throat clenches up
As if her eyes excrete poison

If only one word would pop out
Just “hello”
But a remote smile
Would make me iced

To think the attraction of one girl
Could turn me senseless
A lusterless jelly body
A translucent emotion

To be turned down
Could explode my thumping heart
I just don’t want to be
A puddle of rejection

©2005 Paul Celano
 
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