poetry I KNOW NOW WHY YOU DO IT by Lynn Riemer I know, now, why you do it. Flip open your phone, that is, at the exact moment I am opening my newspaper.
When I am taking five minutes with my coffee to learn about what is happening in the world.
Instead, I learn about what is happening in your world.
Your dog, your progressive dinner plans on Saturday, your discontent with your clients and your business partners.
About who will bring the wine, and how you are impatient with the fact that no one is returning your calls today.
And so, I read and listen, read and listen; because you are a foot from my ear and because I have learned to compartmentalize.
And because some day I, too, may talk aloud in a crowded space to prove I am alive as the sound of my voice enters as many ears as possible.
And you may be there.
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