We talk and we walk together
No linkage
In communication
Each episode
A new beginning
From a different
Separate place
No vision
In communication
Each episode
A new beginning
From a different
Separate place
That buckled bent brass candlestick
Evidence of wrathful rage
Each episode
A new beginning
From a different
Separate place
No connection
In chains of intellectual sequence
A wishy-washy substance
Lost and renewed in each episode
A new beginning from
A different separate space.
No thread of memory
Both coarse and fine
Evaporated thoughts
In silence and storm
Moved on easily now
To a separate
Different place.
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©barbaraataylor2002
