No Matter How Far Away

Hello,

I wrote this poem so I could speak straight to you—

cut through the noise.

I hear your voice and feel the shake of thunder.

But you’re so

far away?

Yes—you’re so far away.

All I can do is say

someday I’ll count the miles

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Well hello.

I hear the rain and fear you’re spilling over.

Runneth my cup.

I lap your dreams,

your tongue is split asunder.

Bur you’re so?

far away,

you’re so—

far away?

All I can do is say

I’ll take you anyway

•

I’ll take you by a cloud,

or a vapor,

a scribble on a strip of paper

•

A check card,

or a dollar,

a strand of silk from your collar

•

You’re ever after blue.

The gum stuck

to my shoe.

All I can do is say,

I’ll take you anyway

I’ll take you anyway

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Well hello,

I thought the pain would disappear with distance.

Lost in the bliss.

Your memory sparks

sharp internal unrest.

But you’re so,

far away?

You’re so.

Far away.

And all I can do is say—

I’ll take you anyway

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I’ll take you by a rope,

or an arrow.

The rust on an old wheel barrow.

A skylark

through a window.

The smell of rain on my pillow.

You’re ever,

after blue.

The stones in a,

bowl of soup.

And all I can do is say—

I’ll take you any way,

I’ll take you any way.