Saturday, September 29, 2012

the apple with a worm

you're the apple
with the worm,
the lane that slows
down, you're
the rain cloud
on the weekend,
the riptide
in the surf, you're
the bad check
that won't cash,
the ring
that slips off
a finger, you're
the dream that
ends too fast,
you're the girl
who won't linger.
you're the broken nail
on a hand,
the rusted pipe
and the radiator
that goes bang,
you're the sign that
reads danger.
you're the drip
in the faucet,
you're the noise in
the night. you're
everything gone
wrong, you're
everything that's
not right. but don't
leave, i'm not through
with you yet.
 

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

this poem makes up for all the other bad ones - and it seems you're on a streak when it comes to bad ones (sorry)
very good. made me smile.

Stephen Chute said...

how kind of you to say so.