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Broken story (unsent letter)

by Paganini Jones



I have nothing to say to you
That you didn’t once know.
Syllables I treasure,
Do you still seek them out?

Have you learned now how
To read the random gum spots
On the pavement;
The flakes floating
In your eyes?

Or do you still drift,
Following the turn of someone else’s dice
Claacking
Falling
Rolling…
Rolling…
Stopped?

Can you read the tatters;
Torn posters flapping,
Discarded flyers
To some new venture?

Or do you still look
For the cut price coupon,
The 5 percent off,
The silver lining
In the inevitable dark clouds?

Would you read
This?

Could I read you?


07/31/2004

Posted on 07/31/2004
Copyright © 2020 Paganini Jones

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Maureen Glaude on 08/01/04 at 07:56 AM

hmmm. Very myterious. I feel like we're travelling that stretch of pavement with you, looking at the past and that there's a sense of regret for whatever divided these two people. Very intriguing, enigmatic. I think whoever it was, they wrote haiku. From the opening stanza. Well done.

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 08/01/04 at 08:41 PM

Only one has the answer. Good poem Pagan..Charlie

Posted by Ginette T Belle on 08/04/04 at 10:51 PM

awesome, well below the surface and quite captivating...

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