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| "OF WOOD AND ICE" AL MENDOZA 2004 |
US ALONE
Seeing you now, the distance leaves only sight
a vision blurred by the years of the unseen
Hearing you now, the closest thing to contact are the vibrations
a distance covered by the heard
Close are the sights and sound
Closer kept are the unseen
The earlier smile has vanished
The clearness of eye clouded over
Vibrations stilled
Energy dissipated
Close are the sights and sounds
Closer kept are the unseen
The things of the intimate
Were events of decisions
Possession of that touched
Sights and sounds missed
Close are the sights and sounds
Closer kept are the unseen
Past that distance where at the edges
That sound ignored
That decision overlooked
That touch not held
Missed sights and sounds
No possessions
Energy dissipated
Closer than intimacy is the distance
Close to the sight and sound
Closer kept are the unseen
Past that distance where at the edges
That sound is ignored
Not ever heard by us, alone
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