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Watching Thickly
by Joe CramerShe had short steps
But not a quickened pace,
As if in some race.
That was all that was left.
She moved quickly,
Not going anywhere at all.
I stood there, against the wall,
Watching thickly. 11/24/2009 Author's Note: ... I am a thick watcher.....
Posted on 11/24/2009
Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer
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| Posted by V. Blake on 11/24/09 at 07:42 PM For some reason, I can't get a good grip on what exactly this poem is saying, and yet, I love every word you chose for it. |
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