Whatever, Man...

Whatever, Man...

A Poem by Jordan A. Wilson

So there I sat, nauseously, after having just eaten my heart for dinner.

Yes, out of all possible things to do at this most opportune God-given moment, I just sat there…

Watching…

Wondering…

Watching her lie there on the floor in a fortress of pillows like a celestial spirit resting on a bed of Nimbus clouds.

Watching her eyes dance back and forth underneath delicate eyelids, wondering what far away land she’s flying to and how many interesting people she’s meeting along the way.

© 2012 Jordan A. Wilson


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super opening line, great write much enjoyed.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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That was really good, it's nice to watch someone sleeping, but under the right circumstances. Good stuff.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on June 14, 2012
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Jordan A. Wilson
Jordan A. Wilson

Carrollton, KY



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I'm a 22 year old Entrepreneurship Student of Northern Kentucky University from the small town of Carrollton, Ky. I play guitar and began writing poetry as a hobby four years ago. My main goals in wri.. more..

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