Thursday, July 01, 2004

Midnight Conversation with Mom.

We were
talking
about
death
and she asks
"Do you know
what I mean?"
and looks at me.
That is not
what she means.
She means,
"Do you agree?"
and I don't
so I just
look at her
looking at me.
She asks again.
She needs me
to say, "yes"
So I say,
"yes"
Because,
I love her.

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