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Rubianne Foster Poem
I wish I could tell you
And have you understand
That you are you,
And I am me.
We put so many years between us
And in all that time you’ve changed nothing
While I’ve had to change everything about me.
Just please understand
That I am a locust
And you are a tree.
I laid dormant for years
By your side, if only by circumstance
I shed my skin again and again
While you sat still
Unrelenting in your ways
Unmoving through the seasons
Resistant to the surrounding decay
I pray you understand
As I only have this to say
You and I were born in the same forest
And you expected me to stay?
Copyright © Rubianne Foster | Year Posted 2025
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Rubianne Foster Poem
Can you taste the decay on my tongue?
Can you see the rotting of my soul on my face?
Can you smell the cologne, mildew in homes long abandoned?
Can you hear the walls I’ve built creaking against the wind?
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So, how can you touch me so easily?
Copyright © Rubianne Foster | Year Posted 2025
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