Sunday, August 14, 2005

We Do Why

Why do we
To know something but not feel it.
Like the weather man and fantasies,
Like white pages and books we read.
Why do we
To feel something but not admit it
Like no presents under the tree
Like secret stashes of chocolate
Why do we
To speak but without heart
Like supermarket thank you’s
Like superstar interviews
Why do we
To listen with defense
Like the war on terrorism
Like a criminal in the wrong
Why do we
Why do we even why?

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