EXTRA-terrestrial

Thu, 02/25/2016 - 19:13 -- nbaime2

say whats in the crowded space above your nose

open your mouth and say it 

what about the backlash

what about the pain come hither 

no

will not

shall not 

shut off with a large piece of wood and nails 

never to express

always extra in every event 

I think too much 

shut door, shut heart, shut imagination, shut potential  

shut future on cement cracked heart 

just waiting to be sealed back together 

with simple words of  I care 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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