Thursday, November 16, 2006

insecurities

And yesterday I asked someone
what he thought of my poetry
and I watched him as he read it
and in his face I tried to see
what he was thinking

and when he looked up at me
before he said a single word
in his eyes I saw my face
and then I stopped hoping
because that face I know
I've seen that face before
and whatever I've felt or thought
that face I've always lied to

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