looking back i see now –
you were once half the man you never were
– and so now I jump into the void every once in a while
what i expect to see now in the mirror is only more reflections
on both our parts in due time of information
and lonely taps neither will hear nor consider
– only that which seems selfishly relevant and appropriate
to our respective aims.
The time we spend now will be wistfully smiled at
at the appropriated times – read the register and see;
it hangs beautifully next to that rainsoaked
notebook of yours.
it is the cold that shocks first,
though their frozen smiles should have been a warning to dress appropriately.
i carry mantras in my pockets,
weighted words that shame and spoil.
for a time their relevance is all:
muting the glares of their tawdry lockets.
and so beguiled are they by the pointed lines of pointless poetry
that they forget they are dying of thirst.
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