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Matthew Payne Poem
I remember your face, your laugh,
sitting on a park bench and telling jokes,
feeling like the whole world finally
made sense.
The sweat drizzled down my back and that stutter…
but you didn’t mind.
I dare you, I dare you to speak my name
when my affection wasn’t enough for you,
and that’s all I wanted,
to love you,
to look into your eyes and know you felt it too,
to hold you like a child, so innocent, so pure.
Your laughter will stay with me forever
like the songs I listen to on repeat
always reminding me of my guilt,
my pettiness.
But you my friend,
I want you to have everything.
You deserved better, and I just wasn’t enough for you.
Copyright © Matthew Payne | Year Posted 2019
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Matthew Payne Poem
When he speaks,
with hands… not words,
he takes a breath after every sign,
repeats every sign twice.
When he’s nervous
he hums, sometimes he’ll squeal
On a bad day, he’ll flick spit into the corners of her mouth
jumping like a kangaroo on steroids
he frowns.
When he’s hungry,
he holds his hand to his chin, taps twice
presses his lips to the side of her cheek
she hands him the crate of biscuits
he smiles.
When he needs the toilet,
he rubs his fist against the left side of his chest
To say “It’s time to say goodbye”
he taps his wrist with one finger, pulls another finger from his mouth
and waves.
Sometimes I wonder what it’s like to hear everyone’s voice
but my own.
Sometimes I wonder what it’s like to never have a voice at all
Copyright © Matthew Payne | Year Posted 2019
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