Tuesday, July 2, 2013

7/2/13

Tell Me
By Wade Thiel


What do you want me to do?
I will do anything.

I will sit here and stare
Out the windshield of my car,
While your words pick
At scabs and scars.

You can get shitty or bitchy
Or reach out and hit me.
I’ll be waiting for you
Just tell me when you’re ready.

Tell me when you’re done
Being angry,
And ready to be lazy.
To lay in bed and rest
Your head on my chest
And hold my hand
Without anger or stress
And when you smile and our
Lips press.

I’ll know it’s all right.
I’ll know it’s all right.


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My name is Wade Thiel. I am studying creative writing at the University of Indianapolis. I write fiction and poetry and usually don't write about love, but sometimes things happen.

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