![]() Where Is Will?A Poem by Solidad![]() A fleeting moment of anger.![]()
And you stand out in the rain
waiting on dope dealers to judge you while you count your pennies like a peasant. Yet you blindly take twenties from my hand as though I've always owed you. And like a fool I stroke your brow while you gaze out the window watching your past like a scenic back drop on a train ride. You tell me how beautiful I am; but how is that possible when in eight years you've never even so much as looked in my direction longer than the time it took me to put my clothes back on? But I digress... After all not everything is meant to be said aloud. Especially to those too hardheaded to listen.
© 2015 SolidadAuthor's Note
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