I Pause,

Written by: Annalee Pierce

Put down my pen, Sigh, Hold that tattered thought And render yet another verse useless. Yes, I do believe That I am painfully, woefully Inexplicably, Suddenly and most tearfully Out of words For you. How could I possibly find the words To justify this amount of pain? And who wants to bring justice To pain? It is quite the same thing as marrying Kindness to the thought of war. No matter how much you try, It cannot be done. So I try again. And this is about as much patchwork As it is poetry, And it works. Since the matrimony of you to my unforgivable Expansion of thought Leaves me weak, And lonely, And sad-- Already I find myself interrupted.