It’s been a while and we haven’t been speaking
Everything’s changed only just enough for the universe
To be entirely novel again
Except you
And me
Never knew when you’d come, if you’d come
And just how screwed up you’d be
Remarkable then: today, I’ve been waiting for you all day
In a distracted kind of way
Things happening before an empty horizon.
//ends
>> month of poetry 2012
1 comment:
Love this poem. Have some similar sentiments I want to write about over the next week or so I really feel it.
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