fumble by Ulyss Rubeyi dropped a name
in the grass
by the sea.
Fumbling i found
a personal pronoun
that i thought
belonged to me.
but now i wonder
if it was not me
i had discovered,
but the essence of a
lost lonesome lover,
who, still seeking
for herself, may find
me- worn and waiting,
though years have past
and life is waning. 06/30/2011
Posted on 07/01/2011 Copyright © 2024 Ulyss Rubey
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