blank and confused,
what's more to say? the
canvas white-
bland, & gray.
who knows the
number of the endless
stars? the distance of here to
the land of Mars?
unknown to me-
that's what you are.
like my phone that
rings without a number
to read,
the poor beggard man,
desperate in need,
the time grown short, just
can't figure it out. where
we met, near or far...
unknown to me-
is what you are
excuse me miss,
oh, that's sir?
i apologize, a true confession-
yeah, yeah, i know
not a good
first impression.
but who are you? someone
i know, perhaps a distant
friend, of long ago?
maybe at the time, im
just outta my mind-
but unknown to me-
is what you are
again, im sorry, i apologize.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
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