Working Everything OutA Poem by poetcheel
"Perfect"-- he said while I was taking a cigarette
Confused and perplexed about his message Wondered deeply in what he meant Kept looking him but he just smiled with those pearl white teeth I looked myself internally Trying to figure why he said that But I was unable to do so The part of me that he'd saw Was not the way I saw myself As an brilliant person knowing how to use a cigarette Poet: Chelsie Rivera (-2018) © 2019 poetcheel |
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