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"What are you doing?",
said a voice, sounding like Doom,
as it rang out from,
the back of the room.

I'm speaking to a friend,
if you'd be so kind, to not
butt into my conversation,
for it is his ear that I've got.

Just go away,
leave me alone,
it's my new place,
which I call home.

I sit in wonder,
now alone,
with no one close,
who I could phone.

Not talking about
my family,
but about my
missing thee.

Thee who was,
my lovely wife,
no longer here but
now gone, from life.

I talked with her,
about daily events,
we had our positions,
weren't on the fence.

This luxury is
no longer here,
so I sit alone,
she's not near.

I know this sounds,
like a "Woe is Me,"
but in fact,
it's my reality.

A long time ago,
in a faraway place,
I envisioned, the beauty,
of seeing your face.

Your brown eyes,
so, warming to see.
The voice of an Angel,
who I saw, in thee.

Love, the eternal feeling of
the love of another. A deep,
caring love, which you never,
experience again. Cherish it now.

No, no,
I must explain,
the words,
Mark Twain.

When the measured,
depth of water,
is six foot,
or better,

we are talking about,
below the keel.
It's a measurement,
which is real.

A Meter here,
A Meter there,
Centimeters,
Are everywhere.

A resubmission from 6 years ago.
Perhaps I knew something then,
before my thoughts became jaded,
by living in the real world.

What happened to me?
Where did I go?
I'm lost in my thoughts,
which are nothing I know.

Please talk to me now,
for I need to know.
Was I lost in my thoughts, or
still waiting for Go!

When the light,
hits your eyes,
it is a reflective
surprise.

Long will I,
think of you,
for I am missing,
you, too.

Do I know,
who you are,
or where you live,
near or far?

Probably not,
is what I'd say,
as for you,
please, go away!

Was that,
rude of me?
I am blind,
and cannot see.

Please leave,
now, please.
Just go away,
let me be at ease.

Feelings, at this point in life,
tend to get complicated.
Here is an earlier writing,
that tries to simplify the feeling.

A fantasy, a trip,
about losing my mind.
Surprising to me,
for I couldn't find,

Losing the one you love,
with no excuse or to explain,
why this had to happen?
There's no one to blame.