It was expected
That we would be
Channeling however
Unskillfully.
We had a few layers of living
And that was why we
were channeling and not conjuring
Whatever we were
Expecting,
We were expecting
to recover
We were living
on less and less
moderation.
We were walking
out of the movies feeling wronged.
We were listening to music
We were hoping something would
come out of it.
We understood.
We were kissing
In the afternoon.
We were astonished
We had more
To do with it.
We thought casually.
We were across
from each other
We knew more
than we first thought
we knew.
We were living.
We were expected to live.
Friday, November 14, 2008
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