Sunday, September 12, 2010

4/15/2004

I wait for myself
at the gate
where we
agreed to meet
but
though the sky
is clear
the stars bright
and the night
warm
it is
long past midnight
I am
nowhere in sight
with no word
explaining
my failure to appear
making me wonder
what
could have happened
to myself
one of
the most reliable people
I know.

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