Friday, February 27, 2015

27 february

what am i going to do with you
where you is me
and i am still uncertain
a time ago and maybe a half more
i would have opened the door, stepped through
today the phone is ringing
and i am watching for the mail
a rerun with a different ending
pasted on for show
hourglass full of bubbles
rainbows in the photocopier
brand names and reframed lenses
what depends is what remains
whether this door works both ways

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