My Intentions
Today
I felt like a slab
of translated verse.
Everything I said
had to be rearranged
and paraphrased
into a language
only she can decipher.
My intentions
were diluted
in the fluid
that was flowing
between my words
and her interpretation.
I am still
learning the language
and trying to communicate with her.
We speak in semiotics.
My intentions
will be misunderstood
by one of us.
--Joseph Kerschbaum
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