by V. Z. Marcus

Created on: September 20, 2009

Habitual Discussion

Where sky meets earth they stood in wait

for the hesitant sun to reach its hole.

In a ground no different then its own,

a place to call its home.

In waiting they were shy, but not consumed

to taking the first plunge of talk.

All questions not alone, for some

were present underground.

All they had to do was look and see

to unearth a special cause to speak.

All that could precede would be

some kind of memory.

They stood in open air to see

each other in a lighted scene.

Under stars not alone, for some

were present underneath.

So listen when they talk to you,

it's a special cause to speak.

As ready as the stars could be

to make a memory.

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