Thursday 7 January 2010

SITTING ON THE NIGHT SUN.

Outside of you
Is a face someone knew.
Many times
It has been
Someplace.

Far side of here
Is a view of you near.
Many times
It is seen,
Your face.

Around my case
Is a look out of date.
Many times
It is so
For you.

Outside of here
Is a man nowhere near,
Many times,
Anyone,
You knew.

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