inquiring your audacity

inquiring your audacity

A Poem by Sage Gabrielle
"

granted, when isn't my sleep schedule fucked up?

"

Why do you leave me
awake in the middle of
the night by myself?

Our conversations dragged to this hour.
Now the lag is costing me should-haves-beens and suppose-to-bes.

I’m constructing memories of things we never said.
We could’ve said, but never did.

I guess we said enough.

© 2013 Sage Gabrielle


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Really clever...left me wanted more

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Sage Gabrielle
Sage Gabrielle

Freeport, NY



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Hi there. Sage here. I'm 18 and soon I'll be living in the Queens area for college as a music education major in the fall. I spend most of my nights burning candles and trying to figure everything.. more..