forget it
forget it, forget it
I was wrong to assume
I thought you had what I
hoped you’d kept.
please
plug it back in
and
get tuned up
You are fit
and
ready to go
my pretentiousness
led me to you,
but I thought you started it.
I thought you would finish.
I am hopeful
And headstrong
You are strong
But you have lost your head.
You are just strong.
I don’t know
what you are.
but you know that.
I thought I
recognized your face
I am not so
sure anymore.
the old one twisted up
to make way for the new; the stare
a shadow of your kind face.
You became a
piece of Iron that I can pump.
you think I can’t throw you?
you were wrong, you were wrong.
but I know I
want to stay here
this is the place where words
flirt like shameful glances
a place that is heated
by my pining
I still hear you in these words
I know you kept it
Listen to me:
this is my naivety; this is my charm.
I never grew up.
I am where we started
but this time I am here alone.
This poem was written by Elizabeth A. Dudich on Feb 19, 2007.
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