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I sat and I wondered, to myself in my head, what shall I do before going to bed? "There's not much day left; there's no time ...

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Poem 278: A Bit Confused

I sat and listened to you talk
and then I thought and thought.
What did you mean when you said those words
when you spoke those things
when you smiled?
What did you mean?
Am I gazing in too deep
or are you trying to communicate
something much deeper
and more complex 
than words could say to me?

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