#qualm
Gazing into the void—
with his pen going
to and fro onto a blank page:
just like two lovers
kissing each other,
repressing a momentary qualm,
exhuming the extravagant proof
of their existence
—is the writer,
lashing out
every synapse of his brain
for nothing.
Nothing.
iamthe_avatar ©2015
Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 2:12 AM UTC
My only qualms
Should be not getting to lay eyes on you sooner
But in a perfect world, that would be the only qualm
Why can't life let that be like that?
It's always rewriting the script.
Somebody put the brakes on.
Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 7:39 AM UTC
I walk the roads of home,
And I look at the same places I know.
But they're different now,
And I don't know why.
What's going on?
What's happening to this small town?
Where'd Cooper Deli go?
The old library, it's a teaching center now.
Why are all the changes made long ago,
Getting to me now?
I'm battling qualm,
In the same streets I've walked on for years.
Dec 18, 2024
Dec 18, 2024 at 1:54 PM UTC