To this mistaken face,
O' to know
about this... these,..
all of my confused moments
some of my questions...

Those misread smiles
innocent smiles,
and about contact
between eyes, and hands
and a few of the ways
that fate appears to be aimed,..
the hours I've spent, minutes waiting,
the seconds wasted in chase
following after a misread word
an error of epic scale
I mean, to imagine me,
imagine you,...
Now I disappear.