Someone Who Looked Like You This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

   When I once said enough with reality

sleep showed me a dream where

an aeroplane had you for supper

and a glass window tried to soothe my weeping,

rather embarrassed at the scene I was making.

I had an Amazon and a Nile

running down my cheeks and all the way home.

Still, on the day before the day after the sixth

I made plans but I recalled that you were busy

so I took Lonesomeness to a flick and

her little friend insanity tagged along.

All day they jabbered and filled my sore brain

with syringes that sucked out whatever was left in there

and I went home to unravel all the love songs from

their little cassette prisons

and braid them together.

So I walked to the end of a road

who lives three miles away where I got

chased by every word that ever tripped off your lips

and slow-danced with every move

your body ever made.

Sadly, reluctantly, Old Sleep moved aside

and I peeked in a window and stared at me.

And the table was holding a letter from someone

who looked like you, and someone who cried like me

was making the Mississippi

and her tributaries on my pillow.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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Iloveyoukid said...
Apr. 8, 2011 at 7:30 am
Very good..I think many people can relate to this..:(
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