here I sit
bankrupt of thought
lured into stale conversations
I've had a thousand times before
mindless interaction
an oxymoron perhaps?
where there is much of nothing
can anything remotely real
hope to be attached
I sit a top a wall
doubting anything but
a fairy tale fall
Humpty Dumpty be not I
and lack luster
one syllable conversationalists
(another oxymoron likely here)
holds no willing hostage to try
surprise, surprise
well, what do you know
first impressions can sometimes
be miscued
a pearl slipped out and fell to my feet
from a pile of slimy old sea shells
imagine that
that pearl being you
my new friend Sandeep...........
June 22, 2010 404am)