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Talking to You
by Ken HarnischYou know, talking to you
I get the sense
You wish I didnt care so much
You are, after all, so sane;
A practical mass
Someone very rooted in yourself
And its kind of embarrassing to know
Someones there to pick you up
Even when you never fall.
Well, I got news for you
I feel the same way
I twist my lips in awkwardness
Every time you tell me
That you know me well.
I mean, be real,
Who wants to be known like that?
But this is also true
Secretly, I love the fact you do.
And Secret number two:
Dont ever stop, no matter what I say.
Just as Ill never stop for you.
11/03/2000 Author's Note: Always, for the words of wisdom when i need them...
Posted on 08/28/2003
Copyright © 2026 Ken Harnisch
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Quinlan L Gibson on 08/28/03 at 03:24 PM hey, i benefit from these words too ya know! This is a great battle between comfort and fear. Nice work. |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 08/28/03 at 03:32 PM I've never seen this one before! ..and I thought I've read all your writings :) |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 08/28/03 at 10:37 PM *soft smile*... I recall this one... Loved it the first time.. and still do. |
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