It's 2 am
and I haven't slept yet
so I thought
why not write you a poem?
Is it evident
that the words are wheezing
and there is no current?
The words
are wheezing
alright.
Iron rusts
when there's oxygen and moisture
and my words rust
when there's no you.
Oh,
my words
are wheezing
alright.
I've been sleeping
at the edge
of my bed, all this time
because "missing you"
is a creature on its own,
I'm not saying it's a
symbiotic relationship
but "missing you" takes up
half of my bed,
half of my words.
Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 2:03 AM UTC
It's 2 am
and I haven't slept yet
so I thought
why not write you a poem?
Is it evident
that the words are wheezing
and there is no current?
The words
are wheezing
alright.
Iron rusts
when there's oxygen and moisture
and my words rust
when there's no you.
Oh,
my words
are wheezing
alright.
I've been sleeping
at the edge
of my bed, all this time
because "missing you"
is a creature on its own,
I'm not saying it's a
symbiotic relationship
but "missing you" takes up
half of my bed,
half of my words.
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