I once met a guy
who told me how to 'say'
telepathy in sign language
A little signal to let you know
now let the flow
the angels are eaves-dropping
the demons are at rest
the train is hurtling towards the future
and I can spell your name
no test
I've been tracking your phone
and it led straight to your heart
Many years I've waited for this
I gave you my last hankerchief
to cover up your scars
I gave you part of my name
when you said it
Don't wave goodbye
the reverse of a piano chord
let me warm up my fingers
It gets tangled in your hair
You little foundling
A transcript of our love
can you hear me now?
the blurred sound of words
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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