Hurry Am I Poem by Manonton Dalan

Hurry Am I



i heard my phone ring
i decided to ignore then
rings again, they'll pick me
my christmas gift; dinner
love those fits my lips;
emptiness of my pocket

i have to dress up simple
so i won't be noticeable
gray over red could be
black shoes to go with
black blends with night
only my smile is visible

Monday, December 26, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: christmas,emptiness
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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