www.whyville.net Feb 8, 2009 Weekly Issue



Wicked777
Whyville Poet

Something Heavy to Throw

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I'm telling you Doc, I come here just to see his face
To get a glimpse of his smile and think of his embrace
A brief encounter is enough to make my heart change pace
But there are too many boundaries in this old place

I witness all the signs of what I hope isn't so
It's so typical, so painful, more intense though
His absence is everything, it's all that I know
I guess I'll have to settle . . . for something heavy to throw . . .

His name is on my lips, silent as a scream
Tattooed across my heart, sewn into every seam
He is -

"Hey."
"Hi."

Doc! Come back here, there's something important you've just missed!
It was a magical moment when he realized I exist!
We had the most wonderful talk, we nearly even kissed
I mean - when you've got true love - who even cares about a cist?

 

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