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Sam Stone Grenier
Poems
Mar 2015
Pavement
I am
always falling for
the pavement.
The cold,
the rough,
the hard
pavement.
This pavement
yells,
screams
for me.
So
I look
and
I stare,
all day
and
all night,
giving it the
attention
I think it
deserves.
You begin
to realize
the pavement is
a thing of
beauty.
So smooth,
so equal,
so perfect.
I yearn for
the pavement,
its wonder
more exquisite
than anything
else in my
life.
Yet I am
clumsy
and trip,
and fall,
colliding
with the
pavement.
Crimson
droplets
fall from
my nose,
landing on
the pavement
as I leave
the pavement.
It was hard
like falling
in love,
but not
being loved
in return.
Written by
Sam Stone Grenier
25/M/Wisconsin
(25/M/Wisconsin)
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