Monday, October 23, 2006

Too many words unsaid

There are too many words unsaid,
too many worlds between.
A balance unseen, exposed
annoyed.
I cleaned shit, I left your bed unclean.
The warm cat took priority.
Our priorities are differenter than they should be.
Where
I feel you blame me
for life
Maybe I was a child too.

3 Comments:

Blogger bert moth said...

This felt so innocently regretful. And yet, just a little bit of blue sky is peeking out.

10/25/06, 8:26 PM  
Blogger aria said...

aah .. finely observed and deeply felt ..

10/27/06, 9:15 AM  
Blogger Inconsequential said...

personal priorities always differ :)

nice piece though.

11/2/06, 2:21 PM  

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