You say you don’t need me
as you reach out for my hand.
You try to leave me
as you post pictures
Desperate for my eyes to see.
We each take turns posting Green lights
at the edge of Gatsby’s dock.
We never say what we mean
afraid that darkness might be the only response.
-Sept 2019
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Love this!
Hey, I just wanted to say thanks for following my poems for so long, I get a little kick each time you like one of the posts. I like your stuff too, it’s really honest, which is something I can struggle with. Hope life is treating you well. Yours, Adam.
Intriguing, especially how you echo the situation with the line about green lights and Gatsby’s dock. I go from the posting scene to the picture of the dock you create.
Yes i really lucked out with that image, so spot on! Thanks!