Random poem I wrote in Political Science class because I made eye contact with someone, we broke it, and it got me thinking.
Rating: Well yeah, if you live in Europe
Stare
Tiny black dots on blue circles
meet with mine
hold, 2, 3
shift
Why do we both move?
Why can’t we hold?
I just want to meet
Stare
The amazing things that happen
in that moment
somehow we communicate
without words
without motion
just existing together
we’ve never spoken
but we have talked
meet with mine
hold, 2, 3
shift
Why do we both move?
Why can’t we hold?
I just want to meet
Stare
The amazing things that happen
in that moment
somehow we communicate
without words
without motion
just existing together
we’ve never spoken
but we have talked
© 2004 Morgan Foster