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	for Robert


How can I write a poem for you?
You've stirred no emotion,
No blood in my veins.
I have never feared you,
Loathed you,
Stayed awake of nights,
Dreamed of you.

How can I write about you?
You've never scarred me,
Scared me,
Tricked me,
Dared me.
Made me less than myself,
More than I am.

What can I say about you
That leaves a dent on the world?


November  22, 1995
© Lela Kaunitz