Friday, August 29, 1997

are you listening

front step in front of a moving car
leaves eyes watering
my own words
unheard so many times
standing with so many around
the wall surrounding
my mind so ready to explode
no mess to be here now
wonder what they are
gain speed and slam into
the side of my face
at least giving me the attention
given standing there again
forgotten words never made it
to your ears plastic bag over
the head laugh a bit
are you listening
guess not
doesn’t matter carry on…

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