Pat Gunn (dachte) wrote,
Pat Gunn

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The Field of Plausible Deniability

i thought i saw you, as i walked to, through, and out the door, reflecting
your face hesitant, your lips lightly repelling
the sweat from your forehead

ears thin, the slightest coating of hair, it catches
moist words that would drown or replenish
the unknown beneath your lids

i cannot rightly choose for you, the path
your dreams escape .. my fading grip
promises of tenderness but there's a gap

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