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Come here
He said

As if I were
Elsewhere

Come here
He said again

As if I were not
Elsewhere already

In a different place
Entirely

Entirely indifferent
To my indifference

He left me

With nowhere to go

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on September 26, 2013, in Poetry, Writing and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. Quite interesting and rich, with so few words!

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  2. Wry smile – I can relate to this. “Entirely indifferent/To my indifference” – the ego does not LIKE to be in this non-place! 🙂

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