A Bad Russian MovieA Poem by Von AlisA silly love poem, about real life
I take my feelings to school in a jar
The top is screwed on tight My fingers drum on the glass The sound is hollow, empty, captured I walk into the building, wondering Will he be there? He is, alone, he glances up, sees me Looks down quickly, opens that little book I laugh, he is sometimes alone Or with her, they don't date, I don't mind This is high school, why should it? She's not here today He's still flipping through the poetry He's trying to act cool Or maybe seem, not all that alone I am still looking down, half smile on my face I wipe the laughter away And look up at him, I smile a greeting "Still reading that poetry I see," He nods, "Memorizing it," That's a lie, but I don't tell him that I saw We talk, its too early in the morning Sometimes his words go straight past me He's determined not to lose that silly Russian accent But I don't mind, why should I? Whatever he wants, I really don't mind I like the accent anyway, its what makes him, him We talk, another comes over I am almost relieved, I'm not good at talking He walks over, she was there too They sit down, we continue to stand When did she leave? I don't remember Russian movies, bad Russian movies I'm laughing, they both saw the movie Telling me scenes, the director had too large a budget She left awhile ago, am I relieved? Still talking, still laughing The bell is high and piercing We walk out together, still talking About bad Russian movies He walks through the main door, I use the side stairs So we move apart, he doesn't say goodbye But I don't mind, so I wave and nod That saying, "Auf Weidersehen!" If he did wave I didn't see I kept walking and didn't look back Smiling and singing on my way to class These few minutes are the best part of my day A morning, like a bad Russian movie © 2012 Von AlisAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on January 7, 2012 Last Updated on January 7, 2012 AuthorVon AlisI wish I lived, in, GermanyAboutPersonal project for high school. So for the past couple months I have been writing a novella for my high school personal project. It is to spread the word on severe mental disorders. Thank you very m.. more..Writing
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