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The last few years
I have had the social life
of a worm, passing through
realms of laughter along a one
dimensional line.
I know you are there
but I can only see symbols
of your presence
one at a time. I don't
hear your breath.
Last year at a tea,
I met a woman in
her nineties. And as we
talked, girlhood rose
in her voice.
If I were blind to her
as I am to you
we would have been
flirting.
Registered User
10/19/06 5:03 pm
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I have had the social life
of a worm, passing through
realms of laughter along a one
dimensional line.
I know you are there
but I can only see symbols
of your presence
one at a time. I don't
hear your breath.
Last year at a tea,
I met a woman in
her nineties. And as we
talked, girlhood rose
in her voice.
If I were blind to her
as I am to you
we would have been
flirting.
Registered User
10/19/06 5:03 pm
Reply | Edit
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