#BSPoet

If Listening Were an Olympic Sport I'd be the worst At listening to Myself On the way to work When my singing voice Still cracks from my coffee I Wonder if there's A way to tell myself It's okay When I can feel How not okay it is If maybe I'll listen Past the wall Of anxiety that There's no fire To get rid of Just Sad truths And Hard lives Take your truths And live

"If
Listening
Were an Olympic Sport
I'd be the worst
At listening to
Myself

On the way to work
When my singing voice
Still cracks from my coffee
I

Wonder if there's
A way to tell myself
It's okay
When I can feel
How not okay it is

If maybe I'll listen
Past the wall..."
#poem #poetry #BSPoet

Would you still look for me? Outside of the swimming pool Eyes closed and hollering If I stopped calling out Your name Would ever I hear my phone ring again I'll wear as many striped shirts in every crowd As you need to see where I stand Just let me know You'll keep looking

Would you still look for me?
Outside of the swimming pool
Eyes closed and hollering

If I stopped calling out
Your name
Would ever I hear my phone ring again

I'll wear as many striped shirts
in every crowd
As you need to see where

I stand

Just let me know
You'll keep looking
#poem #poetry #bspoet