Ok, so "That one day..." is a poem I wrote for class to mimic the work that we read in class, the specifications were only that it had to be a little graphic. Enjoy.
Taylor Hawkins
Andrea Johnson/ ENG 101
SEC 021
That one day…
The snow pounded down
Your nose all red, the small stain
On an ivory canvas, the wrinkle
On your forehead, like a wink from
The future.
I notice your coat is ripped on the side,
You frown, and all my warmth does subside.
Well it looks adorable like that I mutter.
…
When did the connotation for love become the denotation for sex?
Can’t an exchange just be casual?
My heart comes with too many strings, to be given away in a night.
Well I will cut the strings with my might!
I gotta get through this, struggling now, my eyes stray, punishment, reward.
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