Patti Masterman

With All Your Goings-Out - Poem by Patti Masterman

With all your goings-out,
I simply came in.

And from your words
passed out like candy,
I gathered in a harvest,
saying nothing.

People you discarded
as useless, I recruited,
Everything done
to one purpose.

Your words, movements;
things you threw away:
Say so much more about you,
than I ever could

And though I will never
run out of words,
I'm saving up this history-
for a rainy day always comes.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 24, 2010

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