Aimless wander, past life, and tango

Refocus… Let’s walk backward for a minute and call it aimless wander…

I mean what else do we call this? Lukewarm talks?

They squint to read my lips…

Are there scripts on my hips like a body shaper? Perhaps the stories they tell surpass imagination and…

Yes, I am a poet I don’t oppose it… But I am not a fortune teller…

I am but a good listener…

I heard it in the first um… Eh…erm…

All the long pauses…

I read the indecisiveness…

I don’t know about thee, or a past life theory…

I don’t remember me being born a tarantula with four legs…

walking backward isn’t for humans

Unless its a tango, in that case don’t let me go… Let’s dance until the cows come home…

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