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Meg Freeman
Poems
Aug 2011
People boys.
He's just a people boy and I'm just a people girl
And he's breaking my floor
I come tumbling down
Scraping my elbows and knees along the way
Music fills my head with his breath behind it
Rhythm pounding inside my skin
Traveling through my veins
Paced for a race and wild like flames
His lips are soft but I wouldn't know
Voice that crawls into my ears
And makes my bones sing right out loud
Eyes that make me shiver when they find mine
Smooth and sweet he hides on the other side
Rain falls steady blinding
Bitter and rough I try to get there
Impossible he stands tall so I can see
Sleep calls out to me
Deep and deeper I breathe through a straw
He floats on past me head above water
Slippery indifferent are my hands that reach
Silence fills up our space
Speech boiling stuffy beneath our tongues
The world watches unknowing as I struggle
No telling whether he can hear
Falling farther than ever
Were almost out of reach
Tossing in sleep that pulls at our dreams
Idle idealistic from a distance
I am the outsider
My footsteps are everywhere lost
He's walking ahead looking back
Aching to speak
Between lines of love lines of fear
We stand together apart
Looking up at a sea of faces that would see
So our footsteps make not a sound
Tangled are we
Confused in our places
What we know is right
And yet what we see is redundant unmoving
So we stand at a still breathe each others maybes
They look right through us
Never substantial but always tangible transparent are we
In any other place time world
He's just a people boy and I'm just a people girl
And he's broken my floor
I come stumbling tragic
Breaking my heart along the way.
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Meg Freeman
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