Saturday, September 20, 2008

081808 ____ drops by

Is this how its always going to be now?
Meticulous
Moving words
Around
Silences
Forcing Familiarity
Wanted or not.
Playing games of
“Do you Remember?”
and
“Have you Seen”

Is this gonna be another one of those things
I leave behind

Moments of ease
Rising like waves out of the past
Peaking suddenly
Then gone.

And I realize I don’t know this person
This person.

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