Friday, February 12, 2010

2/12

4 years ago at the settlement table, I wanted to say: Let's take the money
And run, please, uneasy, uneasy from the start of this, apprehensive
For you, for us.

Misgivings hovered in the shadows of my mind of this move, of going.
Uncertain, anxious for dangers unseen, for troubling auras.
But not for us, not for you.

How unsightful, how foolish I was not to heed.

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