Wednesday, April 06, 2005
Being attached
We meet,
being strange,
at the normal time
we exchange names
We keep being attached
to method
to being quick
leaving the fact
that you who work seriously
are left here
As for that,
those which I am
do not know yet
you
Me
when nearby
cannot say to you
in noise
Me
who has less love
absent your existence
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