Wine Glass – Written Thursday 17th September 2009 (Aged 34)

Wine Glass

your wine glass
sitting on the desk
reminds me
that i really like you
but your silence
tells me
how angry you are with me
and words like,
i really like you
and, i am attracted to you
fall from the mouth –
too easily these days
how do i make words
more meaningful?
anyway there is someone else
so what does it matter?
your wine glass
reminds me –
of a brief closeness that we shared

James Garratt – Thursday 17th September 2009

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