Thursday, December 07, 2006

Send me away at unheard of hours on silent streets in a neighborhood not mine but something like home

Chop me free of what I knew before and bring me into your time

I am draped over your shoulder in a dance choreographed before we even met
With one ear free I listen to a beat made by someone you know well
Fathered in the same way as you
Beaten down and still lifted up

There are lines on your face that say there is still and always will be something to smile for
Even in all seriousness there is a ringing coming soon
Alarming depth and bringing her closer to me

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