Denominator Poem by Cee Bea

Denominator



You must be fine

things must be good


saddened but steadfast
as
the rain drives

sounds of a broken machine

against a Tin roof



Never far away


But distance is relative

to thought


you may as well be

A
Thousand

Miles

Away



Yes I pray

Tired of being the One


Misunderstood,
Misjudged

Misplaced,


out of that...
Is one common denominator


Thursday, November 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: muse
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