Maureen Asino

Wretchedness - Poem by Maureen Asino

When I cry I watch my tears dropp onto my glasses
Cool streaks of salt water leave burning paths upon my cheeks
My nose begins to leak and I sound all the more pathetic
when I snivel in vain to hold in my body's humiliating release
resorting to wishing my sleeves could hold more liquid grief
I am locking myself into my world
A dank empty well of the mind
Reaching recesses I can't see in daylight
when I'm too distracted to remember just how deep my faults go
I reach myself here
I connect with the deepest part of my heart
When I cry
I cry myself out

It's nice to know me

Comments about Wretchedness by Maureen Asino

  • (11/4/2007 1:17:00 AM)

    hmm. One does know more of oneself whenever one cry...I do. As long as no one sees me. :)

    when I snivel and I sniff and I wish my sleeves were more absorbant...

    too much ands

    The first part, set me up good. it tells an imagery of you crying

    The latter part is good also, but it would be much better if there was a connector to set up the last.
    Love the way my tongue is greased with the internal rhyming.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 3, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011

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