Questions From You

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Questions From You

Smother the lights,
dull the blades
I’m not going to be blinded;
ever again.
There are some days,
in some places.
It only makes me think
of you, no matter, who’s there.
You tend to take every word
I speak
with a grain of salt.
Now hearing you articulate,
feels like a grit of sand;
between my teeth.
I’m sorry I left you alone
with your questions.
Same old episode playing;
for me.
Just another association
from the past.
Reality check.
We both knew it was
never going to last.

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

pdxgrrll’s Poems (49)

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Rocket Ships in Flight 3
Blunders To Wonders 1
Buck up 0
Check Yourself 0
Breaking Face 0
Get Unstuck 0
A to Z 0
She Remembers... 0
The Nothingness 1
We To You And I 0
A Transitional Story 0
Diligent Duo 0
Obliteration Complete 0
Am I Finished With You? 1
My Self Indulgent Cycosses 0
Eureka, CA 0
8 Months 0
M-N-K 0
Someday 3
Who Are You? 2
Finish It 2
Mom 2
Corperate bootcamp 1
Stereo-Types 1
Development Pow-Wow 1
Dear Grandmother 1
Tried and True 1
Untitled 2
Unexpected Night In July 1
Pull Me Down, Push Me Up 1
Flipping Magnets 3
Questions From You 0
After 1992 2
Lifetime Roots 0
Always a Room With a 1 2
Ode to the Holidays 5
Addiction Means Sacrifice 1
We Will Be Alright 2
Techno Bull 1
Love's Development 0
What I'm Not 3
Hearts Say Goodbye 0
Crystalline 3
Lingering Thoughts 1
In The Past 1
Random Thought 1 4
Awaiting Genesis 4
Juniper 2
Passing Bye 4