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Napkin Poem

Nervous eyes

overshadowed by my lack of language

with no way to describe

this moment,

this memory…

not unlike so many others

flooding through the pauses between breaths.

Sometimes the past finds you

or maybe you invited it in

and you can’t help but wonder what your intentions were

or why they changed after hello

or why you’re left so empty after goodbye.

The years have changed me

but not enough.

2007

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