You and I
Never were
on
the
same
page,
But
That's hardly the point.
Flagrantly waltzing through that fateful door,
Your charm (?) wafting,
Spilling throughout that cramped room,
Carrying a strange stench from lies long ago.
Who knows your claim to fame?
Hindsight.
Perhaps, objectively witnessing your wake of destruction
Whispering as you walked on by.
I have built my wall,
Just so I could view you from the other side
Is that disdain? (I think I see it)
I am safe, though. (I can't let her see me)
Our eyes met, just a heartbeat's length,
But longer in essence.
Split-second struggle.
For that is all we will ever have.
What is the Stantonian Association of Interesting People?
My friends, this blog is dedicated to those men and women who go out of their way to be remarkably interesting. In other words, all of those fascinating Stanton students (or, in the rarest of cases, students from other schools) can join this blog to appreciate creative writing developed by us students. I, Braden Beaudreau, the creator of this blog, will post my past, present, and future works on this website, and those who join and comment will get the same opportunities. May all of you live in happiness and peace, and never forget: being interesting is the only way to stand out from the masses.
Ha. Pwned.
ReplyDeleteThis is exquisite. I didn't think the change in font size was necessary at the end, but on the whole I loved this one
ReplyDeleteThe font can be adjusted. Thanks for the recommendation, it was just an experiment. hah
ReplyDeleteI like this one better than the more recent one. I think "exquisite" about summed it up. I really liked the parenthesis (parenthesises?). The third to last stanza happens to be my favorite, but the entire poem is very good.
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