yesterday I wondered
if you ever paid attention
because I thought you should
and when I walk in the room
whether or not I mean to
everyone stops for two minutes to stare
no one is glaring at me
or checking why I am here
not that you think they could
and when you stop to listen
what is it that you here
does it matter if I am even there
I had a brush with fame today
all that I could think was,
""aren't you glad to have met me?""
good fortune favors me
not the brave or courageous
as the words in my cliche
is there a point in asking
don't you already know the answer
you would if you were me
whenever there are words
wherever there is laughter
I have something else to say.
Thursday, December 11, 2003
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