Poems from Kaitlyn K
You grab the purse off the rack
like it'll save you from God.
You take the drugs at the party
since He can't really see.
You kill your...
The way that church down the street
looks at sunset
makes me believe in Jesus.
The way that smile
fit his jawline
makes me believe in love...
She stares and stares and stares and stares at him.
The champagne fountains are exploding,
the chocolates are flying through the...
I glance slowly around the room
filled to the lid with empty words
and minds wandering
and hearts hoping.
I pretend and I blink,...
I hate things.
And that might be wrong of me.
(I hate admitting that.)
But I think much like love,
hate just comes about.
Into forms that...