Open Poetry #45 |
Jimmy's Blues |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Jimmy opened her hand, Her hand still cold, And she was shaking under her teeth. He didnÕt want to lose her, DidnÕt want to stand for nothing, Nothing of dirt between his shoes, Between the crust of his eyes, He wanted her to mean something. He kissed her once, Paused, kept walking, And they kissed again. She kissed him, But did their lips Curved onto each other the same way? She was a bleeding child, A sunken soul And Jimmy was there, There with his hands for her to fold. She whispered once, Whimpered twice, And fell into him like a collage. Fell into him for all the wrong reasons. |
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GBride Senior Member
since 2009-07-02
Posts 538 |
Wow, what is the mystery here. What are all the wrong reasons. He is a loser? He will treat her badly? He has a junky car? He is a drunk? Come on give! |
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