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California 76
November 3, 2010
Your shirt is in my closet, limp. Its sleeves
are mussed, its fabric wrinkled, worn from use.
It’s wet with tears that it’s absorbed; it breathes
them in and out and hides behind my shoes.
Its grey and messy form is like the kind
of comeback people squint at, trying to
discover meaning that the speaker
find,
the pointless and pathetic kind to use.
I took it just so I could take from you,
revenge for taking me, and lying too.
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This article has 4 comments.
taintedannex GOLD said...
on Nov. 20 2010 at 3:19 am
This is great!
I espcially like the structure of the poem.
fiveinside GOLD said...
on Nov. 16 2010 at 8:04 pm
awww thanks! they messed up the formatting on the 4thish line from the bottom... there should be a tab spacing between speaker and find x.x but oh well.
thanks (:
Clopsey said...
on Nov. 15 2010 at 9:27 pm
I really like this ^^ Like I said, I'll yell at him for you. But for real, feel free to call me if you want to. :(
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