Friday, March 12, 2010

An empty chair.

Our class was raised
against a levee of time and
Melting ice adding up;
The air was anticlimactic.

And being alive stuffy and familiar.

We have been at it for so long,
And though we are opinionated, we wait for
An additional character, yet,
A supplement

To be coaxed from neediness
With surprises.

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