hey, hey, wait--
where are you going?
hey, are you--
are you not talking to me?
I petered out, stood there
on the four-square court
and gaped as you sauntered away.
the two of you, so smug, so sure.
snubbed. that what it's called.
that was the first time I realized
what was going on.
- So I found this site, Poewar.com (it's kind of like a writer's resource site), and it has a challenge called 30 Poems in 30 Days. They give a prompt each day, and you write on it. The first day was "Write a poem about your childhood." So expect another tomorrow night, I suppose. :D (I consider this one 9-26-08, even though it's 2 in the morning. D: -
<3 = brittany
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