asked

Haven’t asked

 

tucked in to benches

in the park

possessions in plastic

old toys look tragic

and

I pass by masked

thinking

he doesn’t know what I think

hasn’t asked

isn’t that always the way

we look to our own

take the payload

build an ark

navigate with mirrors

sail in a trance

dance, alone

but if my weight

cuts a wake

like he says

I see

virtually

no mark

then again

haven’t asked

 

Recording on Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/clairevetica/havent-asked

 

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