These posts are going to be short collections of poems too short to have their own post.
Theory of Relativity
An expert among newbies,
A poseur among masters.
Glance (A Two-Voice Poem)
Girl:
Boy:
*glance*
*glance*
*glance*
*glance*
*glanc—*
Shoot, he saw me.
Shoot, she saw me.
Eye Contact
I spoke to him earnestly,
making my words clear and
intentions obvious.
He listened with focus,
smiling as he absorbed my words,
hearing them with this very being.
As I spoke to him, I began wondering —
Why am I looking at a wall?
Third Wheel
girl, boy, boy
girl and boy are in love
boy and boy are best friends
who's the third wheel?
