You haven't been here before,
have you?
You look familiar
I think I've seen you before
somewhere.
Can't place it,
on the tip of my tongue,
like the memory of a dream.
Well, okay, you can come in,
have a visit.
Just sit where I can see you,
I'm not comfortable with you
moving around,
opening up the cupboards,
looking in the fridge
for a snack.
Sure, we'll talk
keep to the pleasantries
skim the headlines.
But I've got to get to know you
before I get too comfortable.
What's your name again?
Joy, you say?
Comments
Jennifer Dixey
March 27, 2012
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Joy!
So much better than mere happiness, really.
Clayton Medeiros
March 28, 2012
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Great questioning and
Great questioning and quizzical self reflective dialogue.