Benjamin Feliciano Poems

The ground this morning was coated with snow.
No footprints or tire treads
Save for my own.
Twas only last eve
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It should suffice to say I was thoroughly unprepared for this,
But I don't know that it can really explicate the train wreck I'm in.
The dupe went from rebound trash to a groom?
I remember when I asked her the same question;
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I guess it's time for some reevaluation.
I've tried since last night to to feign that I'm complacent,
But I've found that I'm jealous, and I hate it.
I cannot allow myself to ruin her chance,
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I stare into space too much I think,
I find a neutral spot through a window and beyond eyes
And there I gaze, seeing everything.
Seeing nothing.
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I cannot fall in love again,
I do not think I'm able.
For I gave what was myself to her,
And now I am unstable.
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I sit on a pile of thrown stones.
In the distance sirens moan.
For the most part, the skies are clouded.
A train that I am tempted to hop, cries close by.
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I feel the foot of an impatient fellow passenger tapping.
We are stuck behind a train on the bus.
The air grows tense with mutual frustration.
Expletives are muttered, almost in unison
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Life is a play, and not just on words.
Do your best, tell fate 'do your worst! '
Take the stage, and do something unscripted.
Love isn't just one chance, you haven't missed it.
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There were two rabbits:
One white, one black.
They gamboled slightly ahead,
Weaving between trees.
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She turns her head away when I look towards,
I do the same to her.
I try to catch her reflection in the window
But the lights are dim
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