Saturday, April 6, 2013

Poetry

Written it is so no longer hoped for yet somehow independant
Dependent to your now here this time brought to me

What I had been waiting for not what I had wanted
My thought was to be clear the implimentation takes me down in deeper layers

They have less clarity because I was not with you this my then
Enough is written if you understood you would disagree

I will not be made clear this to me has been discovered
My message for you is here just do not wish you to hear it

You will read and the sound will be yours perhaps different
Might even be better; simple attempts at no communication

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