Apr 2011
I noticed you, on the other side of the street. Conveniently, but I felt one of us was misplaced so I looked away. My eyes couldn't drag your attention as clearly as the poignancy of the image, of you, on the other side of the street.
On the other side of me.
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On the other side of me.
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(dedicated to my pussycat, that seems so old now that she can no longer apprehend reality.)
