My Finger the WormA Poem by CaseypowersI
would touch Your
face Say
it all If
I could With
my finger. And
I tried But
the words Didn’t
come out Quite
the ways They
could have Had
I said Anything At
all. Instead
I turned away Faced
another day My
finger reaching Into
night Not
saying anything at all. And
I wait for the call That
doesn’t come My
finger reaches to dial But
I just can’t do it So
I reach into this empty night Wishing
you were here But
glad you are not Now
I know It
has happened All
over again This
fractured fist of a heart Reaching
into black sky With
a sad face on Finger
curled Given
up Fighting. © 2011 Caseypowers |
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