I Wrote This Terrible Poem

Not too long ago I had a sudden and unexpected tug at the heartstrings that kind of shook up my world. I’m not afraid to admit that it was the first time it’s ever happened to me. That being said, it was a lot to handle and I ended up writing this poem. Personally I think it’s pretty awful, but I did it in the time it took me to sit down and listen the Tchaikovsky’s entire Romeo and Juliet on vinyl. I just needed some sort of release, and what better way than to write it. It’s only a first draft, but I’m not sure it’ll ever be more than that.

I’m far too self-conscious to let anyone read this, so I’ll let everyone read it here:


Untitled (22 and 23)

I had no choice

When I let you in.

I was distracted

When you peered through my window.

I was caught

Looking in another

In awe at what I saw.

A room so similar to mine

Only a few pieces missing

And a few more there.

I was already inside

As you slipped through my door.


I had no chance

Once you were inside

Suddenly I noticed you

Examining each item

Only with care.

Worried of what you thought

I ran.

You turned,

Startled to see me

Walking out of your room.


We paused as we met

this new place so beautifully lit

By warm light flowing from two doors.

An area not like our rooms

But better than either

And as good as both.


Each exposed, you and me:

22 and 23.


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