Monday, March 3, 2008


Show me the way
I could do that
Too true
You lie
What did I do?
I never meant harm
Nor did you
Little trifles
Too small
Like a brat poking me with a stick---admit it
You wish you were so great
I laugh
It escalates
I don't intend to
I try not to
It happens anyway
You care too much
Me, not enough
But I do
I wish I could translate
You do not wish to bother
Slow words drip
Harsh ones rip
Apologies cut worse
The red thread
It leads somewhere else
You could
Could take it away
It may be better that way

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