Paperweight Poetry

It's like talking to a ghost being lost in translation talking to a motionless face dancing around you, screaming still, nothing A one-sided conversation in a one-sided life Ever tried to hold a dialogue with a person in a coma? To a body that is frozen, and a body that is slack That's what it's like when I say I love you, and you say nothing back. -anna sluder

People just talk and talk and talk and nobody does anything And half the time we really aren’t talking it’s a strawberry wine cooler of pleasantries, Nobody cares to get to the whiskey but I have so many things to say while you’re too busy conjuring words up about the weather in fifty-seven different ways And I’m sure you have things to say too but you’re too terrified too. So give me Life and tonic, hold the tonic and maybe you can take me on the rocks too because I have felt things I have loved things and known things And I have things to say. Hear me, hear you. -anna sluder