Untitled #1 Poem by ryan blood

Untitled #1



this morning
i confessed my insecurities
and you listened
you who i did not know was listening
or awake.
you calm my thoughts
like a mother putting a baby down to bed
with a simple admission:
'i'd jump in front of a train for you'

but what if i'd rather jump in front of my own train?
would you let me do that, too?

Friday, July 13, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: baby
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ryan blood

ryan blood

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