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Words


Your words startle me

Like slammed doors in a midnight hotel -

They suddenly wake me up to remind me

How lonely I am.

Where does your voice come from -

Next room,

Next floor,

Or next planet?..

Your words come flooding

From all sides -

Our love has disintegrated

Into thousands of words...

Like Roman empire,

Like the nucleus of the atom,

Like Love itself.

 

1978

 


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