Editor’s Note: Introspective Ramblings is Amherst Wire’s poetry column, dedicated to showcasing student’s creative work.

The Way I Look Tonight

So, I suppose you want to ask me what happened to my little finger.

I could tell you exactly what happened, when, and why it looks this way.

But that would ruin the fun,                                                         wouldn’t it?

Because once I tell you what happened to my little finger, 

you’ll no longer look at it the same way you used to.

Once I tell you what happened to my little finger,

the only words that will come out of your mouth will be,

” O h . “

You don’t really care what happened to my little finger. I know that.

THE REALITY IS,

you don’t care what happened to my little finger.

YOU LIKE THE WAY YOUR OWN LITTLE FINGER LOOKS

compared to mine.

So why would I tell you?

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