Friday, July 6, 2007

Some When


Locked in awkward conversation,
we couldn't end the silence.
The queen of hearts and I
and I,
the jack of all trades
and nothing at all,
could find nothing to say.

It ended there
in silence
and cumbersome glances.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Here's a perfect example of how the title fits in with the poem. Good stuff.