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Seeker

my voice betrays me, stale and
broken
still. Small voices linger as
wanderings
make me lean in close to
listen

“seek” sounds like a quick breath
inward
a funny little “hsst”
seeking
a still small voice that
always
says the same thing:

I love you I love you
I love you

 

 

written on 1/1/2011

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