Tuesday, October 28, 2008


Its as if you hide words
under your tongue
like a child hiding candy,
the wrapper deep in his pockets.

Your compliments come in strange boxes
They are in a rough paper
tied sometimes with twine
some times with ribbon
and have many layers of thin sheets veiling the intent.

Only when I get to the center
will I understand.
Perhaps, if ever...

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