will you?

 

even when

they’re chewing

my spewed hundred

foot intestines

vulture pick peck

and oozing the

dark puddle floor

 

i won’t say i told you so.

i won’t say i didn’t get it.

i won’t say i need you so.

i won’t say you were wrong.

i won’t say i can’t live without you.

i won’t say whatever you want.

i won’t say the things i should.

i won’t say if this is about you.

i won’t expect a thing.

i won’t wait for you.

i won’t compromise.

 

even when it doesn’t matter anymore.

notes found wrapped

in cloth pile dust

the tragedy

as old as wine.

 

i won’t tell you how much

 

it matters to me

 

i wasn’t the one

Reviews

[Heather Angelika Dooley]

AHHH... This is perfection, so raw, so simple, so complex, and so damn honest. I love that irony of this poem!

[Hedra Helix]

ahh I love your writing , why arent more people here? I like that all lines flow and have purpose, Im noticing now because my last few posts have been bleehhhs!!! with extra words and silliness n such. beautious and clean. I love "pick peck n oozing the dark puddle floor:)"