Wastelander

So much time wasted
since that snowy odyssey, where, by Ochrid’s chilly shores,
I listened,
but, in my self-absorption, failed to really hear.
I am now where I wanted then to be,
but at the expense of her devotion,
which was squandered.
We move on separately together;
I always hers.

Ochrid, Macedonia 1999

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