Thursday, February 20, 2003

 
do you think you'll still know me, when the apart is as long as the together was? will you still put into words the thanksgiving green beans and bacon? will you think i'm too far away, across a tiny table over grilled pears and fish at the french place? will it be different when there's snow?

somehow i think the physical containers are more than only containers (and yours more than most--i could sing a song cycle about things i'd like to do to it), but in the larger sense, you're right.

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