Friday, June 26, 2009
The strange new things
The clean bathroom,
The neat and clean,
The order as I see,
Is that mine?
The less for me,
The most for her,
The new way of things,
What is it?
The turning of the time,
The change of things,
The new language,
Do I speak?
Free of thoughts,
Full of doings,
Short of me,
Do I long for it?
This is nice,
Simple with rules,
One for me,
And isn’t that simper?
No friends to meet,
A few of hers,
She is the centre,
But where am i?
Catch me soon,
Where I will be,
I’ll be the same,
But without me.
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