..you found out that this man was an island..
Causeway
as the island refused to
move towards you
feeling safer surrounded by water
than enclosed by unyielding rock
you started throwing rocks at me
and filled the gap
making a causeway of frustration
to break my isolation
but some of the rocks
landed on the island
and forever changed its skyline
and maybe submerged it a bit more
Poetry by Teddy Donobauer
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Written on 2012-03-18 at 18:34



