Friday, April 6, 2012

April 5th - Coward


In my dreams, I have walked
through walls, visited marble temples,
hugged my dead Aunt Anna.
I've flown so high, I could see
the gentle curve of Earth.

But I won't offer you a cup 
of coffee, or go to church
with you, or sit and watch 
the game with you.

Hard as I try, I can't say the words,
I want you to go.

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