Poems from k8carr
Empty of Conversation
Vent blowing air supposedly cool
But not enough for my ruddy complexion,
Sweaty hands folded against red arms.
...
Smile.
She thinks playfully
That's the trick here.
They want you to sell
That's the first step.
Smile like the red on
Your lips wants you...
Taking it apart,
Piece by piece,
A box there, a trash bag here
Letting it all dissolve.
Consolidate, it says,
You'd have to...
Ignorance was only Bliss
If one did not face the consquence.
Bliss seemeth Ignorance
When one knows the future consequence.
Yet...
Holding on to the end of a string
A tassel on a cap to match my gown
It is time for an end and yet I grasp
The past four years wondering...