Wednesday, September 30, 2009

two

1. take my cold
pale
blue hands.
warm them up for me.
hold them in your own.
they need life, need warmth.
please, won't you take them?
if you don't, they'll die.
here, please.
please.
take them!
why won't you?
my hands are dying of cold.
take my hands!
please!
i beg of you!

2. what of the invisible girl?
there is no girl there.

i am the invisible girl.

as i step out the door,
the rain starts to pour.
you pass by in a slicker,
glance couldn't be quicker.

why am i the invisible girl?

as i reach out my hand,
her mind has been banned.
i wish to help her see,
but she has no use of me.

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two things stuck in my mind.
two poems emerged.

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