all the while you wait
past complication s implications still remain

each line i have composed
which one minus me
thrown math
tunnels

he forgot
how to read
into simplicity
harvard
un
i
versity

time me
as
you
bathe
your puddle

this poetry seeped for me
it came in through the cellar window
edges on the wall
corners
felt
in
se
cure

read me less i sayd myself
this memory you have blown
their pale perceptions
cast
on
you

has dust not been shaken
have your boots not tread paths
what choke hold have you
grips
of
hand


your touch means what to me
hands on self momentarily
head in hands
for
security


see me here
in
this
corner
approach
me for your
final kiss
my fist
or my
lips
i
am
angers smile
worth of while
?
























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