Friday, April 19, 2013

Inadequate

Yeah, I don't know what to say
It's hard to think of it right now
I think about how yesterday
Or earlier, if you allow
I wouldn't have imagined this
Could ever come to be at all
And now...I guess I really miss
The time before this sort of fall
If there was really such a time
Which I'm not certain of - but still
It feels like things turned on a dime
And won't go back. I hope they will
But things like this don't disappear
No matter what I say, it's here.

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