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.
Labels:
engagement,
ring
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