it’s like a duet. i wrote part, she wrote part. wish i had thought of the idea. i saw she’d written a collaborative poem with someone, and my selfishness wanted to horn in on the action.
Another joint post! I had a hard time with this one because I felt like adding anything would take away from the beauty of his poem. Well so I guess this is two poems for the price of one! Hope you enjoy!
by Brainsnorts and HastyWords.
Curse the glass
Of the clock, preventing me from turning back time
Of the window, stopping me from tasting nature’s breezes
Of the door, separating me from the wondrous library books
Of the bottle, bringing me the poisons that I drink
Of the broken edges, ripping me open, skin and soul
Of the picture frame, blocking me from reaching your face
Curse the glass, but don’t curse me
Just because I want to break it
Only to make my world better
Not yours. Mine.
Curse the words
In the letter, preventing me from taking back time
In the imagery, stopping me from conveying your…
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