I ask you why
You tell me
That you don't know
There are some mysteries
Which are meant to be
It happened one day
There was no warning from the wind
No admonition from the skies
She woke up
She was the same
But everything was different
Noises on the telephone line
Voices in the streets
The television is watching
There is a hole in a wall
It says, see, you are not crazy
But sometimes
when I open my eyes,
I forget.
<© asd – 2011>
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