Your eyes go sad.
You're
Listening to what I say.
They doze, dream, fade out.
Not listening.
I talk away.
I tell what I've told, out of
Sadness, so often before…I think you never listened,
So you're away you are.
All of a sudden, an
Stare, you look at me,
Immeasurably distant,
You begin a smile.
I go on talking.
Go on listening - your
Thoughts you listen to,
The smile as good as gone,
Until, through the
Afternoon's waste of while,
The silence
Of your useless smile.
