+ in a flash of thought +
The daggers there
Lying in your gaze
Impaling me to uncertainty
Piercing my courage
I deflate like a punctured balloon
Lose all confidence and place
Hands seem too big
Every stitch of my clothing wrong
My hair is unkempt
Face the wrong shape
All the coolness I once held
Expiring in your gaze
Past my use by date
The words I would say
Evaporate in my mouth
I am beyond salvation
A grease smudge in the Sun
Dissolving at the speed of light
I blend back into the crowd
Become another complete no-one
And you stand there alone.
Friday, January 15, 2010
In a flash of thought
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