Dec 14 2007

To You

Published by ilana at 1:47 am under solmen golmen, wood (peotry)

I know I am within your eye. You think I can’t see? I plague your mind, you check the time—you know what I mean by this rhythm. You think I don’t know? You think I can’t see? I have other ways of knowing, without hearing it from thee.

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