MontageA Poem by Katie Kistler
Casual existentialists
Blockaded by imaginary lists You spend your time alone You take your time to phone Sorry that I never call Days here pass like the rain that falls And all my seconds I used up Nothing seems to be enough Raise the curtain, please I beg This is one place I’ll not stay So when I sleep I dream away Every day Nonchalant and so compliant My anxious ways may keep me silent All my time alone Makes a hermit in his own body Sorry that I never write you I never meant to try and spite you In a different state Things tend to fade away Clear the fog and light the trail Turn the motor, set the sail So when I can return I can easily relearn The way And I will bring my Aphrodite And you can bring your charm I’ll bring my one and only To the icy winter storms Wake me up Wake me up Wake me up When it’s warm © 2018 Katie Kistler |
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Added on January 22, 2018 Last Updated on January 22, 2018 Author
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