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To Linda-- I love you
1983
Linda- you have no idea how lucky you are,
To have a proclamation of your love etched into eternity.
Linda, I envy you.
Did your love last through time?
Is your love as strong as it was when he, whoever he was, announced his love for you those twenty-five years ago?
Or did the love wash away like a name written in the sand?
I crouch on the sidewalk, ignoring the prying eyes all around me.
With a cautious hand, I gingerly finger the indentations in the cement.
Envy swells within my bosom.
I strike the sidewalk, gashing my knuckles.
My blood stains the cement above your name.
I hate you, Linda.
 Jew-bacca · Sat Apr 28, 2007 @ 01:45am · 3 Comments |
