infinite sadness walking
by Merlin Greaves 


disheveled as though i had fallen off a table somewhere 
i struggled to attach onto some kind of expression 
one that said no, 
one that said not this time, 
one that said i'm not ready 
all i got was why--
i stood there a few seconds wondering why 
only to know all too quickly that it wasn't going to get any better 
for a long time 
me and why went walking--
I'm spelled him sometimes and sometimes he spelled me 
at first i could hardly keep up for to sleep, 
but then i noticed why was weakening 
so i had to move on to keep him going, and i think he appreciated 
the opposition, as it were 
gradually he fell behind, and I would hear his cries 
in times of dreary 
i still feel him behind me when it's real hot and dry and
uncomfortable 
he was always so strong when it was 
uncomfortable

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Copyright © 2003 by Merlin Greaves.

25. Single. Dallas resident. Colorado native. TCU Honors program. BA Psychology, U. Dallas, 2000. Published recently by Kotapress, Paranormal Poets, Poems Niederngasse and Spoken War.

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