Tuesday, March 6, 2012

I Pass You The Ball

We, equally transparent

Handing fragmented thoughts

Back and forth over my bags

We, equally awkward

I swallowing doubts and demons

You, suppressing comparisons

We, equally tongue-tied

By too many miles and

Too many unspoken words

I pass you the ball

4 comments:

  1. Sounds like it has potentual...good poem

    Wander

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  2. Sweet, I feel like I've got chosen for the proverbial kick ball team :-)

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  3. Potential...have to correct my self...

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  4. @Wander: I don't think I would have noticed. Way to be honest! And thank you.

    @Ben: LOL!

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