As/Is

5.08.2005

MODERNISM GRASPED

You
you're nothing

you are

him over there
standing by the fire
looking at his red face...?....

...looking at me
looking at you.

It's OK
I'm not here

You are

with him over there
and me not here
looking at you
looking at him
who's looking away.

--TIME PASSES--

See that window?

Didn't even see it.

I heard her.
She had a coat on
inside

and she lives in Chester.

Kept waiting she was.
Music
pacing
up and down

and she's married.

That bloke
taking his coat off?
He knows

and it's raining.

posted by Coirí Filíochta on Sunday, May 08, 2005

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wow, between you and Rachel, these two poems, i love'em... even if they are not related, but, but, but, (i)'m feel(ing)(s) they are (is(do))

hks

# posted by  harry k stammer on 6:09 PM

 

Rachael, my apologies for miss spelling your name.

my crimson fat headed(ness)

hks

# posted by  harry k stammer on 6:12 PM

 

No worries, Harry. My name challenges many. Thanks for the complement - I'm in good company.

# posted by  Rach on 8:16 PM

 

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