Taylor Petty Poems
|1.||Friend To All, Yet Friendless||3/9/2009|
|2.||How Glad Am I You Didn'T Walk In Earlier||3/9/2009|
|3.||What You Did To Me||3/9/2009|
|4.||The Valentine (2009)||3/9/2009|
|6.||New York Part 2||3/9/2009|
|7.||New York Part 3||3/9/2009|
|8.||New York Part 4||3/9/2009|
|9.||New York Part 5||3/9/2009|
|12.||This Is What Your Twisted Perception Of “friendship” Has Caused Me To Write||3/9/2009|
|13.||Carb-Free Conformism, Anyone?||3/10/2009|
|14.||Do Glasses Have Volition?||3/10/2009|
|15.||Just When I Thought Dennis Was The Menace, I Checked Out Mr. Wilson||3/10/2009|
|17.||5 Fragments For Christopher Landi||4/23/2009|
How Glad Am I You Didn'T Walk In Earlier
His laughter played itself over and over again in my mind,
Like a broken record player.
His beautiful brown eyes were engraved in my memory.
His smile danced in my thoughts.
Behind closed lids, I saw his face.
I parted them, and there he was.
And he was just as remarkable as I had remembered him.
I love him.
The Valentine (2009)
Crazy, how, on some level, you have to know.
Sh-t, I’m bad at hiding it.
For, I, Sir, am a terrible actress.
Yes, I know, shocked your socks off, right?
Is my sarcasm making you laugh?
To see that smile of yours is my only aim.
To be close to you is my desire.
Not an opportune moment to say this.
Seeing as how I’m not the only one who feels this way.