Informal, not paying attention, greeting without further mention.

I am not a statue.

Why can’t you stop and give me the time of day?
The moment you gave me,
isn’t enough to spit at.

Rude and blind.

Yes, that’s what you flaunt.

2 responses to “Nose in the Air”

  1. Woodsy Avatar
    Woodsy

    But on we go,
    spitting at those moments with our fire,
    like restless dragons.

    Looking for something that’ll burn back
    instead of freezing indifferently.

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    1. BrittnyLee Avatar
      BrittnyLee

      Wow love this ! “Spitting at moments like restless dragons,”
      Restless we are, hoping for vengeance in being ignored. What a gut splitting laugh we’ll share when we’re older and bleakly aware of the time we spent worrying on about so little that truly matters to us now.

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