glances


may



never


be wasted


but


touch


is


without


meaning


we


look


to


see and the waterfall


of


tears


is


impersonal




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Eileen says:


just read ur reply to ballastexistenz about glances having meaning and touch not so


not sure i understand if i think it means what it reads wondering y u think that


i think touch conveys a lot


to me it does


u dont think so?


not sure we mean the same thing by touch do u mean physical ?




Andrew says:


poems have layers of meanings




Eileen says:


yes i know


that's y i'm asking




Andrew says:


bit hard to break them open and say well it means this




Eileen says:


well u must mean something by it


 touch has no meaning




Andrew says:


well you write poems so you know how inaccessible they are to being explained




Eileen says:


i sorta understand i think partly


mine aren't


i can explain them




Andrew says:


in the scheme of things touch is like a facsimile




Eileen says:


not the same as ur poems i guess


how




Andrew says:


because what people take as real is sorta fake




Eileen says:


i convey a lot with touch


so my wanting to touch u with tenderness is fake?


it isn't to me




Andrew says:


tenderness itself is a bit fake


compared to infinity as itself




Eileen says:


ok




Andrew says:


whereas a glance is more infinity as itself