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J Hart F

Thursday, January 27, 2011


Chastised words pour in
Hot waves of friendly banter,
Always revealing deeper levels
Daring the bounds of this ship,
Even when I push at distances
Like a fearful, broken belief.
Eavesdropping on my own inability to open,
How could I have been so closed?

1 comment:

  1. Aww. Don't be so hard on yourself. You love me in spite of yourself. You can't fight a tidal wave kiddo.

    But how come Chris and Nick get these poems that are all "I Loooove you!" and I get the poem that's like "omigod. you such a dickhead to me buht I like you anyways even though I shunt."

    And yes, you speak like a sassy latina in this statment . . . and I may or may not be envisioning you with near white concealer . . .

    This is what you're talking about when you say "hot waves of friendly banter", isn't it.

    well, crap.