universally yours,

what if I miss you
and those are the only feelings
I have left to feel
what if I’m so tired
my eyes won’t open all the way
I miss all the signs
danger, danger
no stops for 392 kilometers
I keep running on four wheels
away from feelings
too strong to settle
too scary to hold
don’t give me that look
I met you on a wet day
I said goodbye in the dark
when I look at her
no poem is ever enough

every note is a high key
I surrender to the sound

M.

Poetry

Mandy Joy Poole View All →

Writer and photographer from remote Labrador, Canada. Just another cold Labradorian chillin' in the Big Land. Can most likely be found walking my dog Grace or behind an iMac screen slowly taking over the interwebs.

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