Wednesday, May 05, 2004

There is, as there was
an emptiness
that he could not place

The conversation: full.
The lines between: shaded.
The formalities: erase.

"It's a long way for an answer,
and only trial will tell
whether I stand or fail."

"All things in time,
before you really see
that in all effort to talent: no avail."

Breathed, it stood.
Tenacious and tangible;
salient and precise.

My words to hers
a muddled message: clear;
if there is lacking, nothing done will suffice.

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