I Like You

• Artist: tinaateurface
• Description: Old poem I found buried in the depths of my computer. Wrote it in 15 minutes during a class activity. Everyone wrote a short phrase on a slip of paper and put it into a hat. We then all picked a slip from the hat at random and had to write a poem about whatever we got. My slip said, "I like you." Here's what I came up with.
• Date: 07/09/2012
• Tags: death like poetry fantasy

I like you, he said.
And that was all:
no flowers of suppressed love,
no chocolates to sweeten the blow.
There were no fireworks erupting
from the dirty soil of the Earth
to celebrate the final day.

You expect a dream,
and find you will:
a fantastic fantasy.
Unattainable, unreachable, and unknown.

An arm grasping at the feathered sleeve
of an unnamed phantom.
You attempt to entice it:
beckon its cold arms around you,
but he is too strong
and you merely float skyward.
Through the angelic mist,
past the magnetic globe,
until you arrive at your bed.

I like you, death said.