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By Rogue Date: 2001 Dec 14 Comment on this Work [[2001.12.14.11.16.29153]] |
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Knight in Green Tennies Where is she? PATIENCE IS A VIRTUE. I've been patient. I've waited. I'm waiting still. ALL GOOD THINGS . . . Yes, we've established that. She will come. That I know. The question is When? ARE YOU SURE "WHEN" IS THE QUESTION? What else would it be? OKAY, IF THE QUESTION IS "WHEN", WHAT IF THE ANSWER IS "NOW"? Now? If it's now where is she? Who is she? WHERE? WHO? I THOUGHT THE QUESTION WAS "WHEN"? It is. Or at least I think it is. THEN YOU KNOW 'WHO'? YOU KNOW 'WHERE'? Yes. No. Sort of. SOUNDS LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW MUCH. I know plenty. I just don't know enough. ALRIGHT THEN, IF YOU KNOW, THEN 'WHERE'? Where? Where is unimportant. Where will be defined by When, by Who. FINE, THEN "WHO"? Who? I'll tell you "Who". Who, is the girl beside me in the theater. Me leaning right. She leaning left. Two props holding up an invisible center. Who is the smile on my lips as she crosses my mind in rush hour traffic. Who is the voice cheering me on and the participant I cheer for. Who is the place where my feet turn to at the end of the day. Who is the occupant of the other side of the sofa on those rainy days when the only reasonable thing to do is stay in and finish a book and then Who is the one with whom I swap books and start anew. Who is the one that appreciates what I find funny whether or not it's funny to her. Who is the dream and the desire that I dream of and desire even after we've both gone gray. Who is the look that I never quite understand but always comprehend. Who is the damsel in distress that I can save. Who is the one who saves me, charging in on fierce transport, slaying the dragon, armed with the light in her eyes and wearing no more than a t-shirt and jeans. Who is the answer, the why that tells me how. Who is she and she is who. ALRIGHT THEN, SO WHO IS SHE? That, I don't know. |