Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Engagement


The main poetry
engine I
use

broke.
This time
it is personal.

I want to
take it
personal,

because I think
it is
the

least
you can
expect from me.

I am a
bit nervous.
Forgive

me,
we'll get
used to it.

Old man acting
like the
kid

inside
that he
is. Previous wanted

someone in real
life and
one

day disappeared completely.
New, something
blue.

Borrowed.
Bended knee.
Ring (engagement). Questions.

Secrets. Kept from
me.

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