Wednesday, January 26, 2011


I do all the expecting, love.
You do all the turning down.

I push you away
and lug you around.
You stick, trying to formulate
your theories
to identify me.
I'm your equation.

Between us,
we're balanced.


  1. Sometimes there is a doubt in my mind about writing such poetry that nobody would understand it enough. I should thank you for helping me do away with that doubt..

  2. I thought so too, this was initially for my own self, I put it up on a whim.
    A wonderful writer like you will get readers who understand your words, I'm sure. :)
    Thank you for commenting.

  3. Interestingly, these lines made me smile. They are witty, and full of affection at the same time.

    Blasphemous Aesthete

  4. Thank you, I'm glad you found this worth commenting. :)