"revisable" poems
picking at flaws
peeling from within
shedding and shredding skin
born with no face
has me out of place
invisible and revisable
never been my own
I've got so many faces
purposefully displacing
your stance
I've a better chance
keeping you off balance
than running the risk
you knowing in advance
Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 8:25 PM UTC
If pennies could buy us time I wonder how many wasted presidents I would spend throwing into fountains wishing for a revisable proverb
Fold love letters into paper airplanes and send them your way
Walking backwards into something beautiful and try it just one more time
We could fall in love all over again, the sun is the same but we can see things differently now, take a little more time
I have come to realize that pictures cannot hold a memory as well as a heart can and storage on some cell phones run dry
And despite the undermining feeling that maybe we were meant to separate, I cannot help but wonder what would have happened
If things never ended
If I didn't have to waste so much money on fighting for something I know in the end
I won't win
Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 7:52 PM UTC