We're Both Hiding In Closets

Sat, 07/06/2019 - 04:04 -- dorankc

I'm sitting on your bedroom floor

talking about nothing

but how could I not want more?


you're laying in bed

telling me about your latest fantasy

asking if the same thoughts are running in his head


I want to tell you about him

to tell you his secrets I wasn't meant to discover

but he and I share the same whims


you talk and I listen

because I can't tell you the truth

I can't tell you about how I caught him


you daydream about being in love

you tell me about how you adore him

asking if he's interested in someone

but I can't tell you the truth, without giving him a shove

This poem is about: 
My community


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