Love Is That Familiar
Love is that familiarsidewalk curb
in front of my home
that I somehow
managed to misjudge,
leaving me embarrassed,
my ankle twisted,
and with a knee
that's still sore
the following morning
Poetry by Rapscallion
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Written on 2009-01-05 at 06:02
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