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My anticipation runs roughshod
Beddraggled lust that is unbeknownst to best intentions
I want you a little more
Cannot tell
Cannot see
Do not know whether you, the same
[Pause for intermission.]
Two exceptions:
1. unfailing desire for change
2. consistently aimed towards you
Unbeknownst to me is whether you care
How much you care
Who you care for (although that much I do know)
I want you to want me
Choose me.


This is Adam Fletcher’s poetry blog. All works are copyright 2009 by Adam Fletcher, unless otherwise stated. Do not reproduce in any fashion without the explicit permission from the author.

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