Awkward Poem by Matt Greenblatt
Awkward
No master of subtle social grace
You miss the inuendo
The exchange of glances
Though surely not the heart nor mind
But the formation lacking
Yous stare in the silence
That begs for words
And believe the quiet returned is echo
Not realizing that what you hear
Is the emptiness of pitty
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: emptiness
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