At First And Then Poem by shimon weinroth
At First And Then
I put my head on your shoulder
you put your arm around mine
we communicate, but it's not enough
we need words to pet and flatter
with intent and chatter
and body language
gave birth to talk
and talk we did and filled
the atmosphere with more than talk
made promises and covenants
that we broke, murdered
language and talk
with war and bloodshed
now even god and computers are suspect
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