Tag Archives: Passion

Whispers

whisper

I’d tell you a secret
But I don’t trust the walls
They lean in when I start to speak.

I’d tell you a secret
But I think you already know
What I am going to say.

I’d tell you a secret
But then
I wouldn’t know

What to do next.

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Teflon Girl

Flashback Fridays! I’m very much enjoying ruffling through the old crate of notebooks. These poems are better than a journal. Less minutiae, more emotional memory. This one goes back to late undergrad and speaks of a young man who is having a hard time wrangling someone he cares about. Poor guy.

Teflon Girl

 

My Teflon girl

So slick and unable to wrangle

How did you get so slippery

So slick and beyond my grip

 

Maybe I should scrub your surface down

With harsh abrasives

Pocked and scarred it would be

So easy to get into the cracks

 

I don’t want to wear you down

I adore your smooth surface

I want to preserve it

So I may enjoy it forever

 

I know how to treat you

But I cannot even get a hold

And because of your nature

You could not help if you tried

 

I hope my will is strong

And my eyes accurate

So that I can catch you at

The perfect moment

 

Or watch you slip away for good.