Hmm. This is Awkward

How the hell are we supposed to go on
As we'd gone before? Get up. We need
To find our clothes, to dress, to say,
“Well, things have changed,” but in
Which ways? Are we still friends,
Just friends who gave in to those
Urges we'd been fighting all along?
I guess we've learned what liquor
Does. It's pressed us closer than
We'd wanted. Oh, that isn't what
I mean. I only want to understand.
Can we still meet to talk as two
Who have two lovers, or are we
The ones who are the lovers now?
If so, I guess we can't go on the way
We'd gone before.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2014-02-07 at 22:46

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