"Blindsided" ...

thursday last, day long before started
well past tired, at midnight o'clock
mind, didn't, and just wouldn't quit
 
fourteen hours later, i'm wrecked
everything dulled, save the pensive wait
arms crossed, eyes closed, aubrey at two
 
listening learned, someone's going to
someone's office, hearing someone bitch
about doing, what they wanted to do
 
"Terry White", as a question, seemed odd
as did the next, "Resting up ?", confused
answer , accurate , rather slow in coming
 
office bound, talk's only value, social
intrusion in hall's long empty silence
sense of me, feeling, all hunkered over
 
to my right, aubrey, and my left a blur
for an instant, lavender, green, curls
next, hall's dull vertical plane, door
 
conflict as thought arrive
 
were you that surprise blur, seeming like
an accidental collision, having missed
opportunity to say, "Hi", or even "Hello"
 
for whatever it's worth
never a slight
toward you intended ...

 
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by t.white
© 03-25-1995