What did I offer you at all when we spoke?
Nothing.
No grand gesture of supremacy;
no heinous act of stupidity,
no reason to believe anything I said at all.
So, why did you listen to anything I said?
Like poetry that doesn't rhyme,
there was no reason for it at all.
It wasn't music I proposed, so why was I singing?
You smiled, I thought, and so I was elated.
I had no reason to think you smiled at me, but I did.
For nothing.
There's no rhyme or reason behind anything I do.
It just is,
and now?
It isn't.
What did you offer me when we spoke?
Heaven,
but my calendar was full of hell; my own doing.
And then?
Some heinous act of stupidity declared supremacy,
no reason I should have believed it at all.
So why did I listen to anything that was said?
It was like having a cup of coffee;
hot, refreshing, familiar, extra sugar.
So I thought;
maybe someday,
maybe not.
Author notes
Everybody makes mistakes...so I'm told.
A contest entry
- ONE DECENT CONTEST FOR YOU.... by phoenixonfire.
300 points, ended April 22, 2008, 19 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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An enigmatic sort of write. I guess we quite often don't offer others much at all with the words we give them.
Interesting expression of the space between ourselves and others.
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WOW!! Ur words are so powerful..so direct and so catching!! One I read it in my mind I read it as an orator and for me it appeals to be really intense!I love these kind of writes! What I would suggest u is the keep a check on words in one line..in one there are 8 in one just 2..keep a minimum of 5 or so..that gives unifrmity to your words! Very original and straight from your heart!!
thanks and good luck!!
pri
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Thanks very much
I did some minor adjustments, thanks for the advice, glad you enjoyed the read.
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