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smudged: a reply

Posted to Action Poetry




smudged against
glass i would
trace these words
i cannot bear
to say aloud.
but for a moment
if i could
signal them
to you
in this fog
they would be
-i'm here-
-still-
-see me-
-catch me-
in a half-whisper
glance of lowered
eyes
searching
waiting
bleeding
for nothing.