Monday, July 30, 2007

I always wanted

I always wanted to do something   or be something
I always wanted to feel something   or see something

yes all were busied with   capturing the fleeting now
I always wanted to lose something   or free something

I sought you in every place   you slipped through a dozen ports
you'd always murmur "Milan something   Paris something"

your hide-&-seek was childsplay   when we were children
now weary as death   I implore the judge to plea something

Ardeo's become a vagabond   for a wayward season
you can hear him babbling soft   "conturbat me" something

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