5/4/06

Do you love me?

Do you love me?
The shape of my laugh
The spark in my eye
Do you listen for my voice
In a crowd?

Do you hear my name
And wonder where I am?
Standing in a line
Or watching infomercials
on television?

Do you dream of me
In the dead of night?
And if you do
Do you wake up
Screaming?

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A quality of ignorance,
Self-deception may be
Necessary to the poet's survival


-Jim Morrison