jaworski

All my words are down,
Evidently absent
From polite gestures
For they have been turned around

A view I’ve not seen,
Shoe-gazing upward
Into a conversation

Oh no! Obscurity

All my words are bored,
Counting syllables
Trying to recollect
How to spell distress?

A view I’ve not seen,
Shoe-gazing upward
Into real intelligence

Oh no! Pretence

If this night continues
As dull as it seems
Then in a few more moments
It is not merely
My words that will leave

ms. vodka

had to check this out as baudelaire is one of my favorites.

i like it.

it's abstract, but not too much so.

i enjoyed the oh no lines.

i like the attitude, the tone throughout.

interesting and refreshing.

vodka