Wednesday, November 19, 2014

poem of the day 11.19.14

pondering the motivation
of the girl who keeps looking my way
on the N train or….a poem fragment
about my own vanity

if they give you
a second look


you don’t feel
exactly good

or attractive

bestowed of
some magic

but wonder
like a fool

just how much longer
those second looks
will keep coming

in this life of yours

before you become
a ghost to them

forgotten about


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