you dangled a worded bait
in the corner of my eye
and though i saw your
miscommunicated effort
i wasn't about to be
reeled in
hook line and sink her
fell before
for the flashy smile
you turned on
in a hesitantly illuminated
pasture that was meant
for grazing thoughts
hang out now
under the veil of
peekaboo stars
that hide for some
and mourn for others
killed the beast while
you were out to lunch
and lost a piece of some
throw away puzzle
during the exchange
in the end i found
a way to kiss the pain
away
and make everything
better
without a trace of your
laughter
Saturday, September 09, 2006
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