Rejection
Friend, Friend
, Friend
Till you at long last
Heed
My Moving Mouth
But not the poetry
I strive so severely
But the river
Remains on tumbling over
These crimson cliffs
I sense
Antagonism ache Rejection abhorrent asleep --
I am so asleep
Dreaming of
Howling
And roving over why?
Am I never polite?
Am I never always...
Here?
I fancy Laughter, Hapiness, Attention, Love, and still
Slumber
But this Night vision
Will be...Soft?
Copyright © Sajdah Al-Riyami | Year Posted 2009
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