we stood in the gas station
parking lot
inhaling oil and nicotine.
i could hear the geese
calling, calling, calling
a warning.
you took my hand
and pointed to the sky.
“fly away with me”
Author notes
peace to all ~flight
A contest entry
- and the cardinal hits the window. by acoustical.
1300 points, ended December 30, 2008, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
honesty
Comments
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perfect
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i'm kind of in love with you for this.
and i've nevvvver met you.
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makes me want to cry.
this is what i all beautiful.
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thank you...
peace to all ~flight
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