Thursday, July 22, 2010


When I wept
You heard not
I called
Your name
In the lines
Of this verse
When I defined
This no place
For both of us to stand
And then I broke ranks
Absent you were
While I waited
To imagine the park
The arrival
The first walk
Tenderness of tense
In the smell of the sun
For the bonds and the years
Hollow hours
Made the difference
Between them
Their moments
Of lust
And You
With the words
The patience
The Calm
I surrendered
With my own words
To the possible illusion
Of that dream
While I choked
From my own delusion
That life
It could have been good
Good and fragile
Like the hours

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