I Hoped That You Wouldn't See Me

I hoped that you wouldn't see me
Now that I'm out on the guillotine blocking out all the dearest pictures
A perfect past-tense monologue

I hoped that you wouldn't see me
Now that I'm back on the calendar calling back to the faintest whisper
Of front-porch midday dialogue

I hoped that you wouldn't see me
Now that I'm tied the tumbleweed talking through all the boring fixtures
The leftover life catalog

I hoped that you wouldn't see me
Now that I'm locked in the currency crawling down to the same remainder
A daily deadlocked epilogue

Now that I have climbed every wall
Only to watch them fall
I hoped that you wouldn't see me
Now that there is nothing to see



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