Monday, August 3, 2015

Ubber Betty

There is an internal short hand
That only has one context
Not everybody defines left and right
We can live like cardinals
Aligned magnetically or photographically
In some way

There are no extra words
That meaning encapsulated emancipated
Not for any others understanding
Expressed like gentle rain again to the sea
A physical geographical eventuality

What can be understood is yours
What I express is mine
How I think to which words I say
Written here I have no concern
Actually mostly complete in my task

There are these large accomplishments in life that can't be shared
They can be poetry
And how she moved what it expressed to me
What I understand is mine
What she is hers

Love in the verb sense
Done did gone

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