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Nov 2010
Talk to me
tell me what you had for breakfast
tell me what
you saw when you opened your eyes this morning
eyes of green
tell me yes
but I will hear no
"no" will become my faith
"no" is what I see
when I see you
your face
covered in your words
words like film
beatles
vinyl
cicadas
books
font
words in your handwriting
that is only yours
but is interpreted
and becomes someone else
becomes me
becomes "no"
but then "maybe"
and I hang on to this
hoping if I believe it
it becomes true
maybe if you say it
maybe if you talk to me
or with me
Talk with me.
Written by
Susanne
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