For The Girl In The Evening Dress - Poem by Greg Young
The way she made me feel like Ronald Colman
in “A Tale of Two Cities”
I just wanted to shout at her,
you have walked between the raindrops!
Some people are broken and that's how the real world is!
I cannot weather a Goddess!
Stop with Hope! This isn't a Hollywood Movie!
and how I also wanted to tell her tonight,
when I came home,
I found a rabbit on my sidewalk bleeding
and what a hypocrite I am.
helplessly watching its arms grow stiff
as If I could ever matter,
chanting again and again
Just let it Live.”
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