i know all the songs that make you think of me
even when i don't know that you have heard them
even when you don't know that i have heard them
even if i have never heard them
(but i have)
and i know when you are speaking to me
even when you don't open your mouth my way
even when i cannot hear your voice
even if i have not heard your murmur
(but i have)
i know when you write your words to me
even when my name does not appear in your print
and you will never know if my eyes have seen them
even if i have never read your words
(but i have)
and i know when you are referring through you through me to me
in an orbed mirror darkly and of smoky blue glass
in fast forward fashion or rewound in slow motion
even if i never glimpse that electric indigo flow
(but i do)
and i know what reminds you without fail and every time of me:
all the things i have never seen or touched or eaten or thought
because maybe by now perhaps i have
oh just perhaps maybe i have
even if i think eat touch or see nothing at all
ever at all ever at all
you just don't know that
(but i do so)
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YOU ARE READING
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Poetrymy personal favourites in one book. these all come from older collections. hardly any of the media belong to me
