Charles Hice

Rookie (May 13 2004 / Heaven)

Talking At Me - Poem by Charles Hice

Talking AT me and not to me.
Making an aside, snide remark.
Blowing past me fearfully.
Singeing my ear; stabbing me with words,
that only I could hear.
Never have I ever had so bad of an experience.
I am sober drinking coffee no drugs are in my system.
What she said to me was worst than any hallucination.
Color of her hair escapes me I do not know her name.
Lifetime trouble of remembering. Her game.
I try my best to utter no curse.
Who art thou woman//? ? +.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 16, 2006

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