Friday, February 15, 2013

Stay in that small town, see where it leads you.

It's a differential knowing
that everything you've earned
caves in at the word of someone else.
friendships, lives, reputations.

I wish clearly you could see why
your words sparked my disappointment
when you created the definition
of theft by word.

So you say you don't see me anymore,
I'm just a speck of dust
statically clinging to your shoe,
and still, even though I'm that small,
somehow I still get inside your head.