On my mind
Life is not so easy to spread among friends on a verbal sandwich
Or drip casually into the collective bucket
Mine
And they possess their own living.
Unasked, untold - I'll ease myself sideways through comfort functions
My profile is pleasing angled this way, no?
Just HA
LF
of my face, but enough for now
For now
I'm fine, how are you?
That's all
Tell us about weekend-and-laughter touches
It's all we need to hear, here
Until the end
My anxious is bearable
Waiting and made busy
Except for the timing of oddness
When the swish and swirl of familiar colors is dizzying
All that can be done then
Must be done alone.
Run out the spell into subsiding
1/24/11
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