More than Nobody's Sweetheart.A Poem by Incindie M. Coeurthe weekday crush that pressing rush it drags on like the 5 o clock bus but it's 9 to 5 on friday and after that i'm free i've clocked out of work and now it's time for me. i pick up that old telephone and call some friends of mine, they say hey how ya doin, let's hang out sometime how about i call you back, say, by a quarter to nine. and i say yeah sure sounds like a plan, until then, i'll just call my man. i pick up the phone once again to call-- oh wait, that's right, i have no man at all. so i slink to the kitchen, just to pass the time and now it's getting late, i hope they'll call me, but i guess for now i'll eat some key lime pie cake cookies ice cream. the calories climb as i sit until nine, i decide to pick up my phone and call some friends of mine. it rings five times no answer but that's fine, i'll just give them a little more time they're probably just busy all the seven people that wanted to hang out sometime. so a while passes and it's still the same no call, no answer maybe i'm just lame. maybe i'm just a nobody, a loser at best. but then again, who wants to hang out with someone who's probably a pest.
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1 Review Added on February 21, 2009 Last Updated on February 22, 2009 AuthorIncindie M. Coeurlawrence, KSAbouti am an individual, i am a believer, i believe in things like karma and my heroic grade school teachers. i like to look my best. i let go of the past. i embrace the now and i look to the future. & the.. more..Writing
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