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Really, How Are You
Really, How Are You?
The words took my breath away.
How long had it been
since anyone really cared?
Cared enough to ask.
Cared enough to mean it.
--How are you?
Three little words, harmless
meaningless without the pause.
There it was --
that pause awaiting the truth of an answer
and all at once, in my one gasp
so many telltale signs to rescue
at lightning speed threatening a betrayal --
my eyes, my mouth, my breath, my silence!
--How was I?
How, for so long, I had managed to avoid
asking that very question.
Truth was I didn’t want to know.
Content with carrying on, carrying on
with no analysis, no introspection.
My eyes welled, my throat tightened.
--How was I?
It was easier when no one cared and no one asked.
Now I’d have to let the dust settle…
and hope no one asks again.
AP: 3rd place 2022
Submitted on February 8, 2022 for contest PICK A TITLE sponsored by EDWARD IBEH - RANKED 2ND
and on October 11, 2025 for contest 2025 Poetry Marathon Mile 21 sponsored by MARK TONEY - RANKED 3RD
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