Saturday, September 08, 2007

You Know and I Know


No one says what’s real.

When they do,
we run for cover.

No one says what’s true.

These are told
exclusively by lovers.

Fact: there ain’t enough self’s in the world
willing to forego the you’s,
and all the you’s fall in line, loveless casualties
that never win self's with which a life gets lived.
—No one suspects anything is wrong
with lithium and tears.

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