Saturday, August 28, 2010

Verse: Conquests

i see you
compiling an index
of names

the night aside
like a stranger

even heaven
a home in your heart

and as you
go forth
confident in your stride

i ask
only this
of you

do not pass me
without so much
as a goodbye

at least
will you let me
introduce myself

you dismiss me
with a shiver
of recognition.

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