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By Ali Date: 2004 Sep 18 Comment on this Work [[2004.09.18.09.02.11207]] |
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You keep safe now, a shadow In the distance, feigning sightlessness As a means of self-preservation-- But it isn't likely, love, that you believe it. You try too hard to appear Perfectly calm, balancing twin masks Of blindness--serenity and supposed ignorance. But those who hide best Do not even appear to be hiding-- And I know a polished facade when I see one, And as haphazard as your smile is, You carry yourself a little too well. Still, passion wages an unseen war, waiting In the stillness of unforgotten things, collected Memory-desires that you cherish And simultaneously regret-- After all this time, tragedy and ignorance, My presence still unnerves you, And I can't say that doesn't make me smile. For all your measured calm, your heart Is merely one more illusion, one more wild thing That even you cannot control. |