"The Light and the Glass"
Slowly the pen touches paper in the guidance of the
words that you write. Memories -r o l l- in, of the things
you once did and who you had s h a r e d them with.
Is somebody thinking of you? Did I bother telling you
this, with the w o r d s that cross teeth and jump lips?
A p o o r choice of words, in wanting to tell you anything.
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