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All Thats Left. how is it?
how it wasn't
how it would never be,
i didn't think
to sell myself short, but that is how it would seem,
pale looks at my person
pale looks at me,
how it is
how it was
how it would always be,
how for why
what for when
where for who,
( did you catch that? )
would you like to talk?
would you like to be by me?
poetry is conscious and unconscious,
to talk in verse, written out
to communicate of ones' self,
to lay to rest
this moment how,
i do not know.
Christopher,
I hope this finds you doing well. I always come here searching for something I have not yet seen; searching for inspiration that always awaits me within these pages. I haven't heard from you for a while but I hear you speaking.
I hope you are taking care of you.....
until....
~me