By Calypso
Date: 3 April 2000
A Fine Line
The tips of my fingers
Are sensitive -
They have been burned.
Now I write this verse.
These words
Could have been given
Could have been read
On the other side of this window -
It is the dividing line.
My fingers slide against glass
As I read the words -
The ones you'll never hear.
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