Wednesday, December 15, 2010

In Passing

Sharing the space of waiting
Making small talk,
said she found me strange
in an interesting sort of way

She watched me when I wasn't looking
and looked away when I was
Because of this I kept it simple
Saving the games I play for another day

(Last call for the bus to Memphis)

With that we said goodbye
I took a moment, just to look
so she would stay in my head
as I was led away by the call of home

©2010

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