#DannyDoesPoetry | “Tell Me”

Tell me about that time 

you hurt your knees

whilst you begged, broken and raw

yet the door slammed shut

before your shadow.

And the sharp tingling 

traveled all the way up
into your chest

with that last echoing 

“No.”

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Tell me about your 

first love’s low blows,

the warm, silent teardrops 

on your feather pillow.

And when you blew at it 

along with your faint smile,

things felt different.

Now, you could look 
at yourself again 

in the mirror.

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Tell me about your journals,

those loopy ‘L’s and nautilus shells,

the pencil smudges, 

curdle of sadness

whenever you rub out her name.

And you turn the page 

as if winter has trickled into spring.

With that same faint smile,

You are free.




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