Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Help

What makes
you think
that I need
anything
from you
anyway?

Hmmph.

My pain is not
your gain.
Your gain is not
my pain.

We are two -
me
you

I ache
for more

and yet
I cannot
let you
have this
over me.

Help.

It is a trap,
or it was.

Where did I go?

[Today's post brought to you by zillions of electrons. For far better examples of long skinny poetry, visit planetlinda, December 2005. Please do be kind to somebody today.]

2 comments:

linda said...

Wow, Steve, thank you for the poem and for giving me credit for inspiring you to write it. You made my day!
planetlinda
a.k.a.
linda

steve said...

It was a pleasure to receive your comment. You're most welcome. I'd never written something like that before, and it really was inspired by your writing.

-- Steve