Unfinished...

I watch you from the corner of my mind

Drifting by like a vapor cloud

That I could never capture or take in

You leave my words hanging in mid-air

Suspended in time and space

Like a funny comic thought balloon

From somewhere in the Sunday paper

Only followed by three conspicious dots

For they are unfinished...

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