Wednesday, November 09, 2005

rude word, beautiful thing

'text'
what a rude and abrubt word
for something as touching as you

(that's what you are, text-only -- for now)

I believe that sometime in life
you'll be here
to be seen, to be heard, to be touched

my belief is warm and soft,
a cosy blanket on a chilly evening
guaranteed to keep me from the cold

so I sit in the darkening night
making me a blanket,
producing you

it is not desperation,
at least not yet
but it is, undoubtedly,
not real

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