Wednesday, July 28, 2010


Fear grips my every breath
Spine tingles with nervous delight
Heart beats off rhythm
Knees wage war on gravity
Eyes searching wildly for serenity
Brain confusing words for gibberish
You crash upon me like a wave
I look up and try to steal your gaze
Confidently I lean in to speak
Thinking to myself this could be the one
I tap you on the shoulder and say
"My hi Tame is Nim."
You laugh. I retreat.
Confidence is overrated when your brain can't remember English.
Mine apparently only speaks Japanese in important situations.

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