Hello stranger,
it's been a while.
Too long, I know
you're busy.
Sit down,
stay a while.
Eat something,
just stay.
Put down your phone
or whatever that is.
Folks can't stand
still anymore.
Now everything needs
a name, an angle
changing every
other minute.
Not like when I was
a young poem,
a rose, the moon,
even death would do.
Yes, I know,
you need to go.
Take one with you.
You never eat.
I'll just be here,
knitting time
'till you return
or not.
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