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if the pixels could fade

the same as ink romantically does

my top-right screen would need

a superglued-wristwatch

from here to there

there back to where I wait

it’s told me where you were

and also helped count down

till you walk through those gates

[but not the ones old people do]

and I can come back

with you sitting right here

touch that top-right once more

and finally click the bottom option

that’s stared at me for what seems like so long.

July 7, 2009