In Your PocketA Poem by Stephanie W.I'm starting to feel smaller than I ever have before. Underneath your thumb. In your pocket. In your drawer. Something shiny you can fiddle with And leave lying on your floor. I'm starting to feel smaller than a flower in the earth. Something stepped on and unnoticed. Something pretty you can hurt. I'm melting into something less of me and more of you. And in between your sheets I'm just a puddle in the blue. I think I'm finally small enough to see eye to eye with you.
I tried to fit inside your pocket, But the seams all came unglued. © 2012 Stephanie W.Reviews
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