Paradoxically InconsequentialA Poem by ChristineLife looms leisurely and lazily But I swear to you it stopped briefly Just to roundhouse kick me in the face That night I tried to get it drunk Off the prospect of love.
You’re all the times I thought my eyes might be blue instead of green with envy, The split ends a haircut won’t remedy, The bruise on my arm, The lash lodged in my eye, The pimple protruding from my nose just to remind me I can never tell a lie.
You’re the song you always hear on the radio but never listen to; Familiar, but paradoxically inconsequential.
You're a one hit wonder And I don’t know if there is anything else your band can play That would make me want to listen. © 2011 Christine |
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