A Few Short Poems

Inactivity

Formal inactivity,
my idle nature
given title to its
lack of stimulation.


Got Me Down

Fate has got me
down again.
Loneliness and
desperation
are my only
friends.
and I laugh...
don't really mean to,
but I'm afraid to admit it.


A Storm

so close
so close
like thunder
and lightning
when a storm's nearby.
you be lightning
and set fire to the sky.
i'll be thunder
and make the heavens sigh.


Entrance

your entrance
followed by a
a caravan of sighs...
the sound of
breaking hearts.


Dirty Laundry

I smell you
on the shirt
I wore tonight
and washing away
that scent
is a chore
I'd rather skip.
Instead I think
I may just wear it
again tomorrow.


Heavy

I've hit the wall again.
Too much to handle,
and I'm buckling
underneath the weight.


Brutish Attack
(I fight back)

You prance around
with your
chattering babble
and your brutish hastiness
to win this crude battle.
Blow after blow
I'll fight
'til the end.
And when it's done,
we'll do it again.


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