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July 18, 2003
"Paper Walls"

Unspoken knowledge clings
to the paper walls between us
we play our words like shadows
one by one
becoming imprisoned outside of tangibility

My hand pressed against
the faded imprint of your open palm
I want to tell you that
it was your name
that I spelt in circles

I still wonder
who built these paper walls
where I can familiarize myself with your outline
but our words cannot penetrate

I miss the hum of your voice
vibrant like electrons

To think these walls
thin like paper
could never hurt us
is suicide
ready to rape the day