Monday, January 30, 2012

If I had my way

If I had known
that then wasn't always
I would have put
each word you spoke
carefully between
pieces of tissue paper
inside boxes
on shelves
in my room
so that now
when you are not here
I could take them down
and out
and live
in a different now
made up of befores
with you.
Again.

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