22 September 2007

That Way

It echoes outside your
ear a thousand
miles deep.
I want her
to let me into her life,
I won’t let her
into mine.
it’s always been
that way.
So I sit
on these cold-concrete
steps and listen
to the cats
walk by.

1 comment:

  1. I like it who did you write that about? the cats walk by I get it :)


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