Emptiness
Echoes in hollow words
Meaningless encounters
Yet meaningful if rejected
And somehow so fulfilling
When they ring true
Are these the formalities
We are bound to?
Or the pleasantries that
Bind us to social reality?
If we do not abide,
Do we find ourselves alone?
Is it because we are so unimaginative
That we cannot invent new protocol?
Must there be protocol at all?
Friday, April 13, 2007
Poetry of the Day
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