by Sara Holbrook
Just deny.
Just postpone.
Just press forward, just delete.
Didn't see it.
Not my mix.
Couldn't care.
Cannot fix.
So whatever.
I'm just so not into this.
Except . . .
just some sweat on my forehead,
just this bite on my lip.
Except . . .
just this clench in my eyebrows,
just this scream in my throat.
I should just walk away.
This is just not my fight.
Except . . .
my voice just escaped,
and I just have to say
that
that
just isn't right.
from Wierd? (Me, Too!) Let's Be Friends by Sara Holbrook, 2010, Wordsong.
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