tueS.day - feB.ruary 17th, 1987

Containing...

the smallest amount of hope,

that you might come back

to me.

Again

or

for the first time

ever.

I am not familiar

to this

sort

of response.

I do not understand

your justifications.

Don't tell me why.

Don't explain to me.

Don't even talk to me.

Just acknowledge me

and...

walk past me.

Just as I deserve.

Thrown a punch.

It won't hurt.

I am not even on the receiving line.

So don't try

Don't even...

look

at

me.

I am not at stake here.

...back...