That Too...


I don't know much.

Like why love can be
so easily confused with lust...

Like-

stuff in books
and
stuff in the minds of politicians...

Like-

the periodic table
and
the meaning of "simplicity"...

Like-

how to cook cornbread
and
how to speak French...

Like why people turn our heads
and pretend we cannot see...

Like-

time
and
money...

Like-

smiles
that
lie...

Like-

an "I love you"
that
stings...

Like that time you watched
me bleeding, and sharpened your fangs,
ready not for the blood, but for my soul...

I don't know much.

But I do know how to love now.

And I will not hate you.

I will not give you that satisfaction.

(Even my anger disappoints me...)

So I will let go of that too.........



Poetry by Lilo Bean
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Written on 2006-07-15 at 01:44

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