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©2010 by Paul Zografi
Lesson

It gets crowded in here
Voices shift
Interests project
The dim of balance
Is a distant friend

New thoughts appear
New ambitions
Or maybe just the old ones
Standing in clothes of the young

On the balcony
The air is clear but riddled
The talk is a mask
The words dancing for themselves
A mirror to themselves

The hour fades late
The voices dim and stagger their way
There is room to stretch
To consider

A lesson is learned
Another is waiting
That is all