You and I sit together
You have gone blank
You are not listening
You are not there.
People find you spaced out
For you only
Is the world meditating?
Condensation marks the surrounding
Air is heavy
Trees are standstill
I am lost from you
I descent to obscurity
We are now miles apart.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
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