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simon

by Erin Werle

Tell me, speaker:
what's your name?
release to me your title.

title? i have
none to say
but   name?
they call me   SIMON.


Simon, are you?
Greetings, then,
will you tell me of your dreams?

of dreams
dear doctor
i have    (none)


Then, you are alone,
Lone Simon.

alonealone
i have no home
but homes will never
i lack.


You have no home?
Yet, you are home:
where do you live, young
Simon?

i make my hOME
in hearts
and
   hands
in weak and wounded
souls

on guard!
cries i
c'est assez
c'est vrai

i am truth


But you are lonely?
For shame, my boy,
to sleep you must -
find dreams where none may hide.

for shame?
dear DOC
you're losing grip
tick tock tick tock
    t o ck   (ti c k)

06/09/2003

Posted on 07/04/2003
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