Posts: 789
From: someplace I probably shouldn't be
Registered: Aug 2004

posted September 08, 2005 09:01 PM         

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what can't be written because it
passes more quickly than trying to glance at yourself
moments before you glanced and saw yourself
to you, on your birthday,
to me, on your birthday
here is a toast to- if people can be erased
let's scrub this plate clean of all the messy details
and the missing details
that disappeared when the laundry was taken care of
and so what if I sometimes smell you near me
you have left and I believe that you have, and so have I
and so what if words and images and thoughts
just before the light is turned off or the alarm goes off
it captures my mind and strokes it gently then
blazing fire and sharp, quick little knife stabs
and so what
if every last word that was spoken
or not spoken, your back in the morning,
every freckle and scar that I wondered about
and every morning that I ran out, or crawled out
or cried in some taxicab surrounded with myself and myself
and you, standing holding a sadwich
surrounded by your drawings
and you with a crazy grin
or sleeping, and pretending to, soaking up the sun
standing in water,
in big boots, climbing a fence
in your underwar in the swimming pool
and you with charcoal in your big hands
and your coat,
and so what
the plant, and everything
and you bought a lamp, and fruit, I noticed
I did
and so what,
the fire alarm that first night,
and the game on the subway
and your bicycle, I look for it all the time
what do you care you are moving in november
but so what
oh,
I could tell you what.
I could, but I won't.

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Posts: 1519
From: Ontario Canada
Registered: Jun 2005

posted September 08, 2005 09:06 PM         

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I felt that.
Big time.
I wish he was lucky enough to feel it.

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Posts: 190
From: Heiskell, TN 37754
Registered: Dec 2004

posted September 08, 2005 09:19 PM         

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I'm at a loss. wow. I can't breathe. Why do they never realize?

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love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove.
William Shakespeare

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Posts: 789
From: someplace I probably shouldn't be
Registered: Aug 2004

posted September 08, 2005 09:46 PM         

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why?
well,
I don't know why they don't. I think maybe they do but they just shrug their shoulders at it. This one probably doesn't. But what can I do about that. I did my best not to show it but he made me not want to show it... so it's a little my fault, a little his.

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