Someone You Never Knew

A painting by ME.


I think that whenever I don't have anything I really feel like writing I will see what poetry I can find on my computer. So that is what I have done tonight. I searched about my word files (I have HUNDREDS); and I found this poem. I think it is from about two years ago. Maybe a year ago.

I think this poem makes for some beautiful nonsense. I also think I will add one more.


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Love that
Christmas is coming
Love it
Love the colours of it

You there. Try and see me
Escape me. Be me.
What are we waiting for?
Is there
Somewhere
I can buy this?
I would buy this.

I miss you already.

You there. Give me naked flesh
So I can drown in it
Forget my sorrows in it
Forget sound in it

This there.
I don’t agree with it
Silly conspiracy theory
Don’t bother me with it
I subscribe to a different one

So now. Time to sleep is it?
Do you like me do you?
Take my picture now
And I will paint you in it

Stop it. Stop talking. Stop typing on
Like you have nothing real to say;
I don’t.

Look here:
I don’t


Never Knew

I’m not who I was then
She was some little girl in love with you
Desperate for your attentions
I’m not like that anymore

I would stretch this truth to cover me
To cover the nakedness of my fears
So no one would see that I am
All organs hanging out: no skin

Think of it: a wound on the fingertip still
Healing
and touch hurts

Because I pretend to be impervious
I pretend to be so much less
Heart than I am,
Compassion than I feel,

But that story, the news story that you told me:
I cried.
Because I am like this.
I am her still.

I am someone you never knew.