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Suddenly, you are far away.
Was it a step? A surrender? A push?
You are down to a mere inch before I notice,
and yet somehow it is my fault.
I hav..
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At these four words you crumpled,
shrunk back and took defensive stance,
face steadily blank and heartbreaking,
at once.
With these four words
I ..
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What is this?
I am surrounded
by daggers and pitfalls,
unexpected bumps at
much too high a speed.
I turn my back for a moment,
and they have a..
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This space between strikes me
as such a waste.
I dare not say tragedy
because we did not meet an end.
And I dare not say freedom,
because you wer..
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Do not think that this
midnight tete-a-tete
does not cost me dearly.
I feel every glance
for days, lifetimes.
You stroll in and pie..
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Icannot recall the texture of a dream.
I have no memory of its process,
its form, its taste in my mouth.
I shuffle through boxes, piles of former..
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