I will miss the tumbling words
even if I'm the only one
who ever truly understood them...
but truly the thought that moved
the lips and quivered the throat
to produce the sound will allow me
long to grieve the fading habit of speech
I will miss nothing that's already there...
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Sunday, December 16, 2012
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