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Click hereI read old mails from you now you're gone off
to some far place, or still at home with wife.
She used to be one letter long, a prof
of singular degree. I know her life
more, her name, her age, her hair. I'm jealous?
No. This is you there, where I am not flesh
and have never been. This is your trellis,
your ladder, your mountain. This page refresh
doesn't bring you back no matter how much
I click it. Stupid heart paddles of E-
mail. I cannot see you through windows such
as liquid crystal. You tell me to be
well. How can I be anything taboo
as well? And how can I be without you?
- COMMENTS
EroticOrogenyover 14 years agoMessage comes through fairly clearly, but phrasing could use some polish
vrosej10over 14 years agoI like this poem, but I think it stumbles a little on reading; the lines trip over on your tongue. Great stuff though.
