How Are You

January 15, 2014 § Leave a comment

the script is enduring
pleasantries echoed
by almost all
they recite the words
but no meaning lives
behind them
and they float in the air
between two beings
and search for a listening ear
but freeze instead
their vibrations slowing
not able to fully travel
through all the meaning
the clutter
the chaos
and the simple words
that could create something wonderful
are lost, or just forgotten
“How are you?”
“I’m fine, thank you.”


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