This is a re-write.....
The cup of coffee cold
The haze of cigarettes still hanging heavy in the air.
The wine glass on the floor
Those disconcerting memories now of the night before.
The shall I stay or go
The feeling that I should but then what the hell I know.
The memories still glazed
They're flashing past me out of time and out of place.
The did I do or not
The gnawing nagging feeling of not knowing not a lot.
The see you soon again
The longing to be out the door and we shall part as friends.
The cup of coffee cold
The random recollections now of what went on before.
The air with cigarettes
The knowing and not knowing and of not being fully sure.
The shall I stay or go?
The sort of question that we all find hard to answer when we think that we should know.
Not knowing what to do
When I awake just sleeping - just sleeping next to you.
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David Keig
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shall-i-stay-or-go/
