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This day
by Eric Lee
Baker (1995)
I've thought
about
this day
when your
room
swarms with
flowers
those
fragrant fragments
from well
wishers
scattered and
strewn
about...
what to offer
in atonement
for my lack
of
words
My
frustration in
putting pen
to paper
when there's
nothing
in my pocket
excluding
excised
memories
that currency
of mind
that buys nothing
but the
choicest time
already spent with you
such simple
satisfaction
from knowing
simplicity
sweeter
than the
blood of words
with their
stain
upon this
page
knowing that
your
worth to me
transcends the scope of age.