poem 5 2017

April 5, 2017 § 2 Comments

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as if I were tired or old

as if I were waiting, unprepared for no small thing
to come

as if I were not who I am
silly isn’t it

as if the river weren’t still muddy
and your touch didn’t

move me, tired and old

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or not

 

 

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