this saturday

Posted: February 3, 2010 in POEMS /futility of words
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this Saturday she turned around.
with hazed reflection of the day gone by
i irritate, she said
wasn’t for the dimming light i stayed back.

not for the heavy disgust that sets down with regret
if that’s all i get. for being me with you.
i rather leave now and never turn back.

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