Tina Sena

Rookie (03/24/1978 / Mass)

Bad Day

Poem by Tina Sena

falling fire
tempers flared
I've been mad
and you've been
there

holding hands
blinking eyes
hearts aflutter
in brief disguise

mad at love
and lovers too
and the funny
things they
haphazardly
do

falling fire
tempers gone
i get mad
and you always
move
on


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 10, 2005