Monday, August 12, 2013

12 august



Thanks so much for taking the time [she said]
I know
                [she said]                           
                                you don’t have a lot
                                of time for yourself…

a caramel glisten on the back of my tongue
the value of being understood

Not at all [I said]
My pleasure [I said]

but it was almost too much
a sickly sweet trickle as my teeth turned tense,
tasted rot
where once there was strength

how can we know [I wondered]
how others feel
how others draw the lines
and lay it out?

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