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Subject: The Space Between U and I

Author:
andy

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Date Posted: 14:02:29 01/15/08 Tue

"This time of day when life leaves me.
No, I don't mean leaves me somewhere,
I mean leaves me, can you get there
from there, I mean from where your are?

The Space Between U and I

The space between a dream and real time
the nowhere I've become accustomed to
it begs me further in, where all is safe
where I am certain I am right about
all things that move away from me

No grass grieves in this space
the trees bend to my specific liking
I lick cheeries hanging off of noodle strings
while you go on talking about
Jimmy's obnoxious personality

Either way, we're both wasting time
and loving the sweet thought of it.

Some things are universal, take
my hedge-trimmers for instance
they work well on my Japanese Fern
which grows fine in my New York garden
though it took some time to adjust

So, I adjust too like the tall grass in wind
I bend without falling until the light returns

I am a vacant lot of great understanding
I make sense to me and a few of my cronies
we meet at the pub to share our complaints
as we celebrate another profound discovery
like the real reason for holes in Swiss Cheese

There is no time now to argue with a stranger
I have enough action here with those I love

Just yesterday I tried to tell Jimmy
that pancakes originated before the batter
I had him going, he had that twisted look
upon his face, struggling, until he laughed

all he said was:

"you stole that one from the chicken"

I thought about telling him it was the egg
but, before I knew it, I was
licking cheeries hanging off
of noodles strings.

ajs

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