Sealed Envelope
He is a sealed envelope
addressed to someone else
that I can not open
an unwritten story
that begs to be told
a locked vault
promising treasure to keyholders
inaccessible
unexpressed ideas
that float in literary purgatory
an unconsummated
rendezvous
buzzing with tension
unfinished business
loose ends, wanting closure
his mind:
like a house with
a thousand windows
he slips away
easily, undetected
sitting outside of his isolated genius
hoping for admission
I wait patiently
Note to reader: this poem was written in a very different type of format that I can not seem to do on blogger. In any event, click here to read the poem the way it is supposed to be read. As you can see from the link, the poem can be read vertically or horizontally.
11 comments:
I dig that. Tag it.
that was tight folk.
i'on kno' how you were 'pose to read that...but if you just read it period, it's beautiful.
wow...that was slick Saadia!!
Very nice!
whoa...that was um...interesting!
Yeah, Girly Girl, only weak ass bitches roll out like anonymous. If her man, ejd, wants you then she needs to deal with him, not you.
But then again if he's a playa, he gone do, who he wants to do. But she probably knows that.
Wow! In any format - that Sealed Envelope is Da Truff! (the truth - for those who are vernacularly challenged;-)
There is always someone hating on our Girly_girl...but screw them...we know that she is the bomb!
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