Momentary Confusion

You turned toward me,
looking as though
a stairway was about to fall
from beneath you
and you knew
and could do 
nothing.

The stairway
fell from beneath me.

My next to last thought
was of my vanity:  how could I
have mistaken
what you were thinking? 

My last thought:
the pearl lustre of your eyes
so large as you looked at me… 

 

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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