All the Stuff (I)
October 26, 2009  |  by tumbling tiger  |  poems

tell me what i want
i tell you what i need
no matter what it costs
virtuality gives it for free
can’t touch it
can’t taste it
can’t smell it
can’t hear the sound if it drops to the ground and breaks
time to cherish the pictures
of all the stuff
i’ll never own


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