POEM: Untitled 01

(15 Jan 2002)

Embarrissed of my brow
    -Voice strained and hoarse

Troubled by my love
    -Made painfull and bitter

Standing here within my room
    -Cold and indeffferently stolid

Moments with strong words
    -Made painfull and bitter

Stolid, cold and harsh
    -Only warmth elludes her mouth

Anger, fear, love, and health
    -Made painfull and bitter

look here
    -And here

There stands an answer
    -Made painfull and bitter.

                                            - klaus andrews