Reading About it in a Newspaper, Thousands of Miles AwayA Poem by crowskinSo I brought you wet towels for your hands, and gave you a place to rest your head / And grew dim and empty while you scoured for that burning flame amid the rubble
my body aches
with would-be growing pains as heart & body & mind struggle against gravity & time & space to reach you but I am scared of because I don't know: arethat wreckage site you sifting through the shrapnel trying to salvage and rebuild from the remains? (and where does that leave me?) © 2017 crowskinAuthor's Note
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Added on July 14, 2017 Last Updated on July 14, 2017 Tags: unrequited love, emotional distance, rebound, complications AuthorcrowskinAboutI don't write much these days, so most of this work is *very* old. Still, I'm always interested in feedback & interpretation, and have a lot of unfinished pieces that I'd love to rework! more..Writing
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