you watch me with a blank face
asking for back-up, explanation
like these words can't be right
and still I muddle through
giving you unsatisfying answers
that you swallow in distaste
not even nibbling the edges
just whole down the gullet
never to be seen again
and I wonder why I bother
if they even passed your ears
still I will do it again
like clockwork the papers come
and I calculate the you I see
Saturday, November 13, 2010
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