Monday, June 19, 2000

no one knows when I am listening

really wouldn’t mind
some apple pie or ice cream
or something sweet like candy
and I let my mind wander off
listening to the couple in the next booth
speak Spanish a word or two here and there
they don’t mind because they probably
don’t know I am listening
sometimes it is what is fun about writing
no one knows when I am listening
no on knows when I am deep in thought
or staring blankly out the window…

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