Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Unspecified Pronouns

i think you are cruel
deep inside your deepest words
and if you don't know it
you are a fool

even now
both in our separate worlds
mostly the same
you and i live
but toward each other
differently
than we once did

cluelessly
you came after me in tears
problems with pronouns
defined your whole year
and all of our exchanges
were rendered ridiculous

your cuteness in the end
could not win my mind
turning away from you
I had something so simple
written clearly in my face
a dead give-away
you didn't find
(but still replaced)

i saw your act span across the years
but to tell you what I think now
is too hard for your ears

i chose to step away
from what was unclear

& after all, still, dumbly
you wonder why
the sudden closure

did you even try?

i saw a real you
trapped inside a game
i wonder if you still play
and you never got
that i wanted to get us
beyond where we had gotten
ourselves

i found strings attached to your wisdom
that when i pulled
drew up
a deception 
and I was crushed;
wondering
how long have you known?
how long these strings?

but stopping your dance
you look at my
devastated face
and ask

"What's wrong Mathew? What's wrong?"

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