was searching for something
and others appeared.
my writings about the red bags and white shoes,
and her adaptations.
and our collaborations.
used to be.
i forgot how long it has been.
have erased unworthy memories, of others,
but not yours.
highlighted letters in my alphabet set:
ABCEDFG
HIJKLMN
OPQRSTU
VWXYZ
you are always ahead,
in treasuring,
in deleting,
in forgetting.
i see my glass of water
landing on the coaster from you:
'working late has its rewards'
they didn't have your name.
a length of black ribbons,
nothing to wrap for you.
i regret.
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reader k | 9/01/2006 01:20:00 PM |
