Monday, November 11, 2013

11-10 I Love You

three words,
and a ring.
this is how the poem goes.

the first time
I yelled,
three words,
over the phone,
it didn't ring,

again,
this is how the poem goes.

the second time,
I gossiped,
three words,
with a napkin,
then folded it, no ring,

again,
this is how the poem goes.

the third time,
I sang,
three words,
to a choir,
as a bell, ringing,

again,
this is how the poem goes.

three words,
and a ring.







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