september 21

september 21

A Poem by eena

wave the day by like it's
lost smoke, burning tobacco;
I've got a monopoly on my own mind
and it's high time
I acted like it.
I'm pretty sure this
is classified as redundant
but it's just that
there's a whole lot to say
and not enough words left to say it.
roll my wrist around
because I wake up hurting,
sleep on my cellphone
and say good morning:
five am and
I forget you five minutes into the
phone call.
it's just that
september is so slow
and baby this is all
this is all I got.

© 2010 eena


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Really nice. Did you write this in a minute? It seems like that sort of great and effortless talent.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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eena
eena

seattle, WA



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