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Poetry & Prose

Meaningless

I've been thinking of
those last words you wrote,
in your last letter, remember?
No not reading too
much into it,
will waste no time obsessing,
just amazed you
would be so transparent.
Rather meaningless,
considering,
your insensitivity
already seen repeatedly.
It was apparent
those words an afterthought.
Well I've got news for you
I'm nobody's afterthought.
It was like throwing me a bone
just a little something
to make me feel better,
a shallow attempt to appease.
Do you have any idea how
unnecessary that was,
don't you see I never felt bad?

C.V.B. September, 2001

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