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close encountenances

sometimes i write a poem
and then ask myself
what is it about
and i explain it to myself
and those words
times become the poem
sometimes i am approached
with small talk which is nice
but then i ask myself
words what the hell was i thinking
before being so rudely interrupted

24 Jun 07

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