Friday, July 12, 2013

Introduction.


This isn't some childish desire
to stay a mystery
or that I like ambiguity.
This is a guessing game
with the odds stacked against me
I'm going to need a lot of luck indeed
to fill these gaps in me
half as well
as your imagination does.

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