Um, like, a poem

So did I ever tell you, um
Its kind of hard for me to say, but
I mean, I still think about you sometimes, well
Not often, like
I mean not all the time or anything, its just
Its been a fuck of a long time, you know
And its strange that, you know
I still dream about you, fuck
I just think its weird, that’s all

 

Day 20: “Try to write a poem grounded in language as it is spoken – not necessarily the grand, dramatic speech of a monologue or play, but the messy, fractured, slangy way people speak in real life”