Monday, September 25, 2006

"Poem in eighteen-time"

unless i hear from you
these lines will be
the last thing
between ourselves

i came to you
with too many dreams
and you left me
with too many fears

my worst offense
was wanting you
if thats a crime
then i convict myself

i'll nudge you from my mind
and then someday
you'll only
be someone i know. . . .

January 1987
eighteen syllable stanzas

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