Sunday, February 16, 2003

156

ONE-TWO ONE-TWO

When you go away
I know what you mean --
Singing and talking
You know they're the same.

Knowing you has been
For me as urgent
A calamity
As the turn of years --

Quantity problem,
I should think but don't.
Instead, it's "Testing,
Testing." I miss you.

Also, I'm happy.
Leave me a message.