- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Idle Thought
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Click hereThey were paving in front of
Armstrong's today, but I didn't care
since the scent of wet concrete was
overwhelmed by the taste of a new
caramel apple. I usually prefer fresh ones,
the really bright yellow kind that
crunch just so with every bite and
fill each corner of my mouth with
a savory sweetness somewhere
between red and green, but I made do.
The way Bobby makes do without
Sarah's company since she didn't come
home for Spring Break this year.
I watched him kiss her Skype image while
across the room listening to some
wannabe on Idol and wondered if
the rough patches on my fingers
and palm were remnants of caramel
or concrete or something else entirely.
- COMMENTS
tazz317almost 12 years agofill a rain barrel by waiting and missing, TK U MLJ LV NV
Desejoalmost 12 years agoI enjoyed this. There are a lot more words in it than I normally enjoy in a poem - it doesn't feel finished to me. Maybe that is the idea, given the title.
