Scribbled on Glass
Because you didn't feel up to it,
I had to do this,
Even though the future
Is more on my mind
Than the now. Somehow
That to be whether
To be or not is a knot
That sticks in my brains
Shouting: "Make me! Take me!"
So I take marker in hand
And scribble these words
On your window, my love,
In hope that my graffiti
Will move you, soon, to answer.
Tom Savage
2/27/05
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