Red Velvet Stalemate

Red Velvet Stalemate

A Poem by Drea Dawson
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Spring 2020

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You're not like the rest
I can't forget about you
It's like you were some big book
and you'd only let me read a few chapters
I think of those unread chapters
10 years later
I wonder what notes
I would've written in the margins
of your library book

You had so much music
Terabytes of emotion
Singing words you can't say
While you danced alone in the corner
And I sat in front of the TV
My right hand on the screen 
Fascinated by his fingers
You tell me to get off the floor
I tell you to quit dancing alone
And we had a red velvet stalemate
in that apartment near South Congress Street

Every album is a door
I remember you with so many songs
I feel like a bird
Waiting on bread crumbs
So I could understand you better
By another man's words

You always punished me
For getting too close
For reading your lyrics
I hear it's
The quickest way to get exiled
Off the island of Captain 'Go It Alone'
And why won't you talk to me?
It's the hardest part of it all
This forced silence so
You can remain in control

I can move on and
I can move away and
I can change and grow
But I can't unhear
or unsee or unknow
And I could never make you stay

You had so much music
Terabytes of emotion
Singing words you can't say
While you danced alone in the corner
And I sat in front of the TV
My right hand on the screen 
Fascinated by his fingers
You tell me to get off the floor
I tell you to quit dancing alone
And we had a red velvet stalemate
in that apartment near South Congress Street

© 2020 Drea Dawson


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Drea Dawson
Drea Dawson

Houston, TX



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A Poem by Drea Dawson