Tuesday, August 31, 2010

A Poem About Last Night

I walked down the street
so did you
It was nice and breezy so we went on a walk
I don't know where you were going
your bag full of your belongings
my hands and pockets empty
with your fist going towards my face
I thought I was in the way of your insanity
your hand and my face didn't meet
so I continued walking down the street

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