THE QUEUE

I lie here in my bed staring at my computer screen,
My needs have once again gone unseen.
We haven't talked much lately;
All I can say is I miss you greatly.
For the first time in weeks I joked with you,
I felt such a freedom as I laughed,
But it looks to me like that just gets put in a queue;
You're not interested in the tiny time we have,
You'd rather spend time alone.

Reviews

[Bertie]

A very directed piece...we've all been here at some point....what might be interesting to do with this piece is to turn it into a prose poetry piece...extend it out a little, maybe hint more at the history, or at the narrators feelings...also I'm not sure about the rhyming, but this is just a personal preference, unless the rhyme is absolutely deliberate and adds something significant t the poem, I don't feel it's needed...But this is a good little piece, I can see a to in it, I'd love to see what you could do with it :) well done !

[Akira]

Thank you, merry Christmas :)

[not here]

Inconceivable, isn't it...

Maybe he'll wise up with age.
A girl can only hope, (if she chooses to wait forever)

[Akira]

It really is, I just don't get it. All I know is there's been an awful lot of obstacles lately and waiting for it to smooth out is driving me insane.