Chopsticks

Do you know the way out of the cave?

The skyscraper is starting to wave.

What sign are you? Do you know mine?

How have you been, my valentine?

Reaching for touch,

I bask in the light.

Starting to whimper,

I’m scared straight.

Look for another reason

To tell you just what I’m feeling.

I don’t care what the point is.

I want to be forgiven, so I’m righteous.

Drinking something from the fruit.

Dipping my toes, they start to soothe.

Japanese jungle gyms jangle freely

On the freeway of love, don’t ya know.

How many candy bars does it take

To bridge the gap between your lip

And my teeth, with an orange peel

In between, and chopsticks in my hand?

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Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger, Advocate

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