daily poetry
committed to creating and posting one poem per day.
May 17, 2010
#439 noseprints
and her words to me might be ugly to you
like the translucent smudges on our front window
but i understand the source
i know they are from her watching for me to come home
words hurt
but so does joy
go feel bad for someone else
i am happy
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