The Eyes Your Eyes My Eyes A Mouth The Heart Poem by Emerson Roberts

The Eyes Your Eyes My Eyes A Mouth The Heart



You cut me with your voice
Cut through to the first day we met
Cut what knowing cares to remember
Your voice above my head
Alert and surrounded with choices
None good
A collage of love covers the carpet
Eyes, nose, mouth and heart
I've lost interest in your art.

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Emerson Roberts

Emerson Roberts

Charlottesville Virginia
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