Whitney Jones Olson
Whitney Jones Olson Poems
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i am taken aback;
i question your strength,
i put myself;
in a position you do not accord me,
and as always,
watch with a guarded
heart that is a reflection.
i wrote about you once.
About the completion of your character, and the colour of your eccentricity.
i wrote about you on a sweet, sad Spring day while taking my solace on the bittersweet ocean of deadened desire.
Although my actual perspective is long since destroyed,
i recall comparing you to a nearly nymphette cocktail waitress, and finding you wanting....
Just an arch in the spine of a widow –
Just the hem of a skirt in the distance –
Just the stain of disappointment in his headlights –
Just the shape of your sigh in the mirror –
Then the dust on a missive in the windowsill –
And the slick of the fog on the grass.