talks
in monday
hours
on boring
tables
we sit on
chairs near
the entrance
where they
stare
glance
and hate us
this monday
is a size
in love
of two hearts
ignoring
the world
ignoring them
and no one
knows how
to feel what
we feel
2013
I love this. I love the style of poetry that uses line breaks to emphasize meaning and you do it so perfectly! The ending is powerful, too. No one knows how to feel what we feel, mm. I’ve certainly been there once or twice. Great work!
beautifully composed and well written my friend 🙂
very interesting expression….well done…