in an effort to get people to look
into each other's eyes more,
the government has decided to allow
each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.
when the phone rings, i put it
to my ear without saying hello.
in the restaurant i point
at chicken noodle soup. i am
adjusting well to the new way.
late at night, i call my long-
distance lover and proudly say:
i only used fifty-nine today.
i saved the rest for you.
when she doesn't respond, i know
she's used up all her words,
so i slowly whisper i love you,
thirty-two and a third times.
after that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.
- "the quiet world" av jeffrey mcdaniel
(Hittade den här underbara dikten hos "Nio till fem" Så väldigt fin...)
söndag 23 augusti 2009
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2 Comments:
Haha, varför har du en bild på massa ecstasy för?
Det är inte ecstasy, det är kärleks-godis!
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