You say
you just called
and I was not there…
was it me that you beckoned
or the specter of our lost love?
Detached from your touch
I am yesterday’s toddler
and tomorrow’s corpse
deprived of todays…
so I say to you --
just let it go…
Soon our time
will run out
and set us
both free.
Trust
me.
Tatul Sonentz
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