Willow, S. Speak by Talile Ali

oh
why do i bother trying to talk
you never listen to a word
i say, is it always going to be that way
i know you love me
but you talk too much about what i say
never really get to ever see me because
you are so afraid of being seen as
branches swaying in the wind
glimps of something
almost mystical in it's creation
prostrated, senselessly investigating
binary cables of undefined lulls
adrift and wandering about the what
if winds inside what use to be
the very core of swaying......
willows

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poem by Talile Ali
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