On your table is my misery

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Straws and misery.

Submitted: March 01, 2008

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You do not know me right now.

As I see you,
Eating with someone.
The cadence of your hands
Moving with my undulated heart;
The suction of breath as you
Turn your seat on the opposite of me.
You barely know me,
As I barely knew you.
"But why am I feeling
That I've known you
For a long time?"
The stranger facingyou proclaims.
I exhale the begotted swooning
Of love owning itself to extinction.

BOP, the plow of your straw,
As you sip it with the hole of my misery.
Make me see,
That you do not know me right now,
For I can never ever forgive myself if you do.


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