Poems from WordSmith_15
I’ve been shaking lately,
A thumb pitter-pattering on a desk,
Trembling fingers holding paper,
A thigh tapping out my secret morse code....
In my mind
It only makes sense that if you fall into something
You have to go through something
So it surprises me that people always talk...
I’ve told you before
Some things don’t have to be said
Like the rules to this physical game we’re playing
But I still tell you I miss you...
Whose destination is love.
YOU and you and You are my definitions.
I’ve learned that I’m just in love with a concept.
Life doesn’t work...
Silent, white-noise, open air.
Gives way to the nervous tick
Wrapped around my wrist.
Head cocked to one side, heightened.
Feeling the...