Sunday, June 13, 2004

~My Tea & Me~

Staring at a wooden frame,
Empty seat.
Eating my BLT,
I feel defeat.
Sweet tea with a little mint,
Magnify this silence sent.

Wooden frame.
Empty seat.
Silence met.
I felt complete.

Slide my foot to the leg.
Hearing laughter,
And it stirs.
So unmoveing...
It's not hers.

Wooden frame.
Empty seat.
Silence met.
As I eat.

Begin to wonder.
Begin to dream.
To interupt this silence,
I'd even scream.

Wooden frame.
Empty seat.
Silence met.
It seems to repeat.
Wooden Frame,
As I eat.
Silence here,
Against my feet.

1 comment:

Cody said...

I am I said, by Neil diamond is a direct reference to this poem.