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Monday, August 31, 2009

Second

We are both second
s apart, thrown together
for minutes a day.
The space next to first or
the time it takes for

Hope to evaporate
from my childish daydreams.
Doodling playgrounds for my
invisible companions.

For a second I thought
for a second thought to
become primary – it’s not
as hard as you thought.

It takes a lot
to smile these days.

For a smile it takes
a lot these days.




1 footnotes:

Amy said...

Do you ever read quickly, or skim, and see words that aren't there? Maybe you see an 'x' and immediately connect 'x' to 'sex'.

We are both second
s apart, thrown together
for minutes a day.
The space next to first or
the time it takes for

I saw kiss.