By Daniel Whyte

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We begin with random banter
then she asks
why are you always hiding
behind your name    behind words of poetry behind pages of books…

I say pass

She asks
why are you walking alone on this road?
I feel the urge to ask
Have you read “loneliness” by Oriogun…

But I say pass

Then I ask
why do you ask these questions?

She says
You see the answer in my eyes
Yet you do not know