Tuesday, June 2, 2015

I comprehend the room

I walked into a room once
just as the room walked into me
little strands of waves
proceeding through my ears and eyes
translating into the neurotransmitters
that process too quick
for me to resist their demonic scorn
i weaken
at the knees
as i see you there at your most primal
your headphones in your ears
and your hands
the poem i wrote you
and slowly it rips down the middle
you say to some invisible being,
“it was good, but I’m beyond that now.”


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