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“Affogato” by Trevor Witt

A-ffogat-oll about it.
The bitter pain I espress,
In order to expel my regret,
Is rooted in the sweetness,
I scream,
Ice cream, surrounded,
By dark chocolate memories,
Of coffee and wine and sex,

I am over it,
Ready to consume heavenly bliss.
Affogato —
As delicious as a kiss.

“Afraid Of My Words” by Trevor Witt

I am afraid of my words;
My message might be misconstrued.
It will certainly be read late —
After my thoughts have moved on —
But my feelings are – or were – true.

Can I handle you, judging me?
Wrong question!

Can I accept me?

“Tangled” by Trevor Witt

Attempting to untie the knots,
In my feelings — like a ball of yarn,
Yearning to be untangled.
Sometimes, it is better,
To cut the thread.

“One step (in the right direction)” by Trevor Witt

One step (in the right direction),
Two steps (then a third and a fourth),
Tap, tap (a few more steps),
Dada ta, da-ta ta-ta,
Now, you’re dancing,
To your own rhythm.