“It’s So Funny”

Ha ha ha!

It’s been
four months
since I’ve seen you last

when there was ice
in the air
and biting frost
grazing through my hair

but you were warm
like the sun,
warming my cold,
I know we had fun.

Now you’re back
and it’s summer
but I
don’t really
know how to explain.

Something’s cool
in your smile
and it’s starting
to show
that you’ve changed.

Was I just
something
to pass the
snowy time?
A chip of ice
to cool down
your flame.

That blonde
you’re looking at
now is damn fine.
Looks like heat
is more within
your sight line.

I can see through
that facade
like a window
of cracked glass.

Seasons change,
connections don’t
last.

I guess
I was just
a cool breeze
to make the time
pass.

How funny.

Ha.
Ha.
Ha

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“Boy Next Door”

I looked for you
when I rounded the bend
on our street.

I looked for you
when the sun was high
and the air filled with heat.

If it was raining out
I knew our paths
would surely not meet.

I thought I always
was the one
to notice you first.

I thought I always
tried to find the right words
only my voice was dried by thirst.

Probably, it was for the best
to stay on the sidewalk
as a girl, silent and cursed.

Then, one day walking
down our street
I noticed a flash of color.

Him going one way,
and I the other, neither of us stopped
except in the looks we gave each other.

I held your eyes,
and you held mine
until out of sight in that breath of summer.

After, I wondered
what it meant.

Me always looking to you
and then you seeing me.

Maybe you too thought words
weren’t the only way to speak.

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“Pretty Girl”

Hey you,
with the long brown hair.
I see you around strutting
like you just don’t care.

Hey you,
with the mischievous eyes.
What are you plotting
stringing along all these guys?

Hey you,
with the laugh in your smile.
I was thinking I might
stick around for a while.

I got a feeling
that you know more
than you say. What’s all
the trickiness for
anyway?

Hey you,
staring my way.
Will you tell me
your secret today?

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