By kevin urenda, kluless70@hotmail.com
Date: 18 September 2000
always the words
It wasn't that I'd
suddenly failed in my
ability to
make the words
serve me
and caress your heart and
soul with a pearl or
two hidden in the ugly
shell of my daily
metaphor
Rather, it was I
who could no longer
serve the words who
were willing supplicants
for a gentleness you
thought you could no
longer spare
and the sudden shock
was in realizing
that I no longer cared
9/17/00
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