i left this man asleep today
and why i did I couldn't say
I know he was, I know I left
I know he never gets undressed
I know, I know, that I am me
and thought, at least, that he is he,
though that last may be uncertain.
I wonder, wonder, what they'd say,
charlotte, emily, and jane,
if they could have seen the disarray
my life was in this morning -
and the resultant wishful smile.
Monday, June 14, 2010
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