Friday, March 10, 2006

View from a Broken Hotel Window

From this view, up here
You are alone.
Roaming like a lost sheep.
Alone. Nowhere to go.

Do you belong? Anywhere?
Certainly not here.

Why, then, do you insist
On raiding my thoughts?

Forbidden hearts.
Forbidden dreams.
Is it worth the risk?

Wouldn't it be easier,
If you were to just go away?
Yes, please.
Leave me alone.

No...wait...come back. Please.


Blogger Brian Moon said...

You surprise me! Poetry!

It's good. I like it... Desolate imagery and all.

4:58 AM  
Blogger Angel said...

Nice work, Tracy. I can feel that one.

7:33 AM  

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