Treasure Island

Justin Tallman

(September 4th,1989 / Milwaukee, WI)

The Complexeties Of Expressing A Smile


I've longed for this silence
like a black and white romance
not yet realized in High Definition color
no sharp images, no Dolby digital sound
just making sense of what is not spoken
not yet visualized in an organized process
that I understand

Dancing around like a buffoon
pretending to be in love
kissing the internet radio
waiting for that unpopular song
which jingles like a hip
and taps like a toe

The setting is a rooftop
and I'm shouting
raving mad like a theatrical display
feeling the beating heart
I return to nicotine
inhaling it's silence
questioning this indecision

No matter what smile I purchase
from luxuriously expensive
to the rock bottom price
(cheap but fast)
there will always be those eyes
squinting
trying to notice the smaller details
looking for beauty
not yet discovered

I got lost again...
I apologize
:)

Submitted: Friday, February 22, 2013
Edited: Friday, February 22, 2013
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  • Gajanan Mishra (2/22/2013 4:10:00 AM)

    looking for beauty not yet discovered. good one. thanks
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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