Monday, May 30, 2011

I don't think you are

While in a corner
She made her way with her sister
to ask if I
had a light.

She could have
left it  at that
she began
 to ask about me.

little by little-
I tell why I'm
in this corner.

I tell her my situation-
about you and
me, and
how i am where I should not be-
and she
curls around me like a ring
of smoke.

It felt good to have
someone hear my side of it,

I don't think you're a bitch,
but she does.


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