I was reading through some of my old post on XANGA that I mentioned earlier. I love re reading things I wrote. Especially older stuff. It is like old photos. A perfect snap shot of whatever it is you were going through at the time. I read stuff and I remeber situations and times and people and places. It is very theraputic for me. Part of the reason I'm really glad I started this one. It had been awhile since I had written on any regular basis. So it is good to exerices the old mind from time to time and let things out. Again very theraputic. But, all this to say I found this poem that I really like. It isn't as disconnected and incoherent as most of the poems I write. But, I thought I'd post it so you guys can have an idea of some the other stuff I write.
Simple words misunderstood.
Affection sputtered in an instant
Little actions comprehended.
Completely
Your hand soft, and plain.
Extravagance in that moment.
The little movements.
The way your eyes avoided;
The Obvious.
The smile that could not be feigned.
The unmistakable knowledge.
The unspoken words
God! We pray.
Lets not fuck this up now.
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