Monday, January 10, 2011

You, Damned Speech

And yet the insecurity
of my inconstant brevity
of thought and speech
and affectation.

Just so when I am company
to friends, I am no faculty.
I fear that they grow tired of me
and lose my hope in empathy.

But when we, metaphysically,
move in the same direction,
often it is nice to make
these physical connections.

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