time spent mining
fragments
of fractured conversation
eavesdropped
in unmetered parking lots
pays no rent
trespassing faithlessly
with good intent and
unladen shopping cart
fails to appease
avid genius –
rent grows arrears
those words were meant
for softer ears and fairer
features – knowing looks
which cure despair; the
tediousity just aches
like unsublimated hunger pangs
© 8 September 2008, I. D. Carswell
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