by Geoff Weed

Created on: April 17, 2008

"Inside My Wallet"

Without meaning to do it
I'll sometimes turn to your pages.
The ones you marked,
and loved, and read
time and time again until the pages
had worn down.

And things wear down.
We all know it. We all feel it.
Things wear down inexorably,
like the clicking of the clock's hands
or the faraway hum of a distant waterfall.

We wore down.

But sometimes I'll turn to your pages,
without really meaning to do it,
and there will be one missing.
There is always the missing page,
and you know what's written on it.
You know that it was ours
and that I still keep it folded
up neatly.

We wore down.

But I still keep our page folded gently
inside my wallet.

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