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I was thinking just now

back to a long misplaced ye

where did you go

you loved me once

but fluttered away

you bound yourself

in buttered words

and melted into some

unfamiliar flame

I read you not and

see you less

submerse myself no more

in your words of stunning

intensity

I let you go

as I thought it best

but here I sit today

remembering

your particular talent

to talk

and I find I miss the illusion

that I was once yours

even though we both

know I really never was

and 'So Like A River Dead'

we flow no more into each other..............

(May 12, 2014 901am)