Renee Marie

Freshman - 709 Points (Danbury, CT USA)

Saved By Our Forgetting - Poem by Renee Marie

Seared.
Sore.
My brain, that is!
Thinking so damn hard;
my shocked jaw still so low,
makes the Grand Canyon look
like a puddle!
Why do I have only some
of the answers?
I forge ahead not
to feel you knotted still
in me.
Seared.
Sore with thinking no thought
can explain
my heart's rummages
for the quickest forgetting.
How I loved us so.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 24, 2004

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 18, 2010


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