Your best shot.

3/27/2007

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“Nothing makes sense”

pause,

repeat.

“Nothing makes sense.”

Hints of truth

unaccepted;

speaking through

tact rejected.

“Don’t be like that”

pause,

repeat.

“Don’t be like that.”

Denials left

for the rats,

a heart bereft

eaten fast.

“I didn’t mean it”

pause,

repeat.

“I didn’t mean it.”

Ironic lies,

distant tone--
crooked ties,

I’m still alone.