I know that one day
we will be sitting in the
garden of a pub
drinking coffee and beer
and you will say that
you have to pee
but I won’t hear that
because I will be preoccupied with
a sentence on the wall
that will be infuriatingly meaningless
and I will be facing the wall
while demanding that you tell me
why this sentence has no meaning
but you will already be gone
when I turn back
and that will be all
because you will never come back
and I will stay there for another
hour or so
then pay the bill
and I will never know
why that sentence had no meaning.
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