Sometimes I sit here with the lights off
Sometimes I sit here, and I process it all
I said I love you
You said
I'm all talk
Fine, I'll just sit here and anticipate your call
I'm not myself tonight
I don't drink that much
Do I?
Do I?
Do I?
Do I?
Sometimes I like to pretend I'm tough
Somehow you know when I'm running low on luck
I said I love you
You said
Don't rush
Fine, I'll be here anticipating your touch
I'm not myself tonight
I don't drink that much
Do I?
Do I?
Do I?
Do I?
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Frankie Martinelli
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Comments (7)
Frankie, as always, this is fantastic. The repetitions, the flow, the "interior monologue," etc. Have you thought of turning the poem into a spoken word piece? Or maybe it could be the beginning of a play?
My favourite was the repetition of Do I. Your poem was very deep and I loved it!
Profound!!! Loving it!!!
I love this is so much! Do I? So poetic to repeat 🥰
I hate to sound like a broken record, but I have to agree - the repetition really adds to this piece. Well done!
I love the repetition for emphasis. What instruments do you play?
Frankie! This is another stunner from you! Love the use of repetition! Could feel the emotions in every line!