July 27, 2011



this gentle blowing breeze dropped me 
right in front of you, purposeful intent

making momentary monumental seem like already forgotten 
she watched me walk away as i began
falling behind on making forward progression

this noise you make, like hissing air
let me fill your void
that one you never knew was there

we missed the show, as we always do
not to worry though
the encore is always more satisfying

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