Friday, July 17, 1998

Absence

Where are you?
I trusted that you would be home an hour ago
they did too
at four ones, my desire is to hear your voice
this is the forty-eighth only because you have one in the middle
which i ask you to possess,
send me a copy and a note if you don't call
why am i anticipating the phone's ring or a knock on my door?
news of her lately promising
tell me about her, tell me about yourself
longing for your voice, i script my thoughts
listening to the melody, i yearn for yours
the guitar in suspense lonely on the bed
my state of mind misses you, and i want you with me
July 17, 1998

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