was there truth to it
did i ever exist
perhaps was it you
here or there
now and then
in limbo of dreams
wastes of insomnia
did i see a sun set
from a hazy window
ever hear a bird sing
fusing from a bush
perhaps was it you
how to say i am or was
cannot stay nor say
the further more
the further still
blurred borders of me and you
same source to assertion negation
slow closure of despair
realm of speech retsrained
realm of speech faltering
words in disarray
from absence and presence
things human inhuman
confined to a round of cries
my vioce your voice the voice
the voice
rapid tremor of silence
returned to silence
moor park, california, 21 may 2009
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