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DEAR JOHN

AT FIRST
I WATCHED YOU
FROM THE BACK OF MY HEAD
I WASN’T SITTING OPPOSITE
SO IN RETROSPECT
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN EASIER TO TURN AROUND
INSTEAD
I FEED
ON YOUR WORDS
ECHOING OUR HOLLOW AND SHALLOW
SURROUNDS,
I LISTENED TO NO OTHER SOUND
BOTH MISPLACED IN OUR WORK
ADMIST THE FINE
AND
AMONGST THE JERKS
YET SOMEHOW WE MANAGED TO CONNECT
AND PENETRATE THE GLOOM
BUT NOW IN MY FILLED UP ROOM
SEEMINGLY MILES APART
I CAN STILL RECALL THE START
AS A METAPHOR
WHEN I CAN THINK NO MORE
I LIKE TO REMEMBER YOU
AS THE WIND THAT SHOOK MY BOUGH
WHILST RESIDING
IN TEDIOUS….SLOUGH

By Linglang

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