Catching Poem by D. M. L. Catseye

Catching



Do you know what season it is? 

Because I can’t remember. 

All I know is the person I love does not love me back
.
And I can’t think of anything else
.

It’s not winter quite yet, 

But I feel as though the roof tops in my heart are covered in 

Icicles.
Just yesterday was summer,
Just yesterday I wore nothing but a bra and shorts in the sunshine
;
Today I can’t leave my house for fear of catching that cold…

I have the sniffles
,
But I can’t cry
.
My boyfriend broke up with me last Sunday and I don’t know why
.
But I didn’t care, at the time, 

There was someone else who I wanted to be mine.
The football games are still being played,
And we’re finding animal costumes to wear,
And I can’t cry even though I want to.

I’ll keep loving him, I’m trying to catch one last warm breath,
But it’s too cold; so I’ll drink and smoke myself to death,
And pray that maybe he’ll get my last text.

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Gajanan Mishra 14 November 2013

very good write, I like it, thanks.

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D. M. L. Catseye

D. M. L. Catseye

West Chester, Cincinnatti, Ohio
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