The angst
in your sigh
tells a pretty
compelling story
I meant what I said
even if I screwed up
the way it spilled out
I see
how you are
Don't let me
stop you
but don't
get me started
Your argument doesn't fly
with with me
the concepts don't
hold water
Don't tell me
where you are
coming from
I see
how you are
The light bulbs
that went off
have grown
dim after reflection
Great ideas
breath life
into conversation
but action comes
after it has been written
Down and out
in like Flynn
Coming at it sideways
not sure
where to begin
I don't see much
but I see
how you are
Another day
broken
more hearts
on the mend
The letters
will never be opened
read
or saved
if they are never
written
What were
you and I
thinking
I see
how you are
-b2
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