Tagged: friendship
you and i are parked
you and i are parked
on the corner of finished
and done, resorting
to old friendship fumes to wrap up
our departures extra neatly
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: resort
on the first day of
on the first day of
spring, you
returned to us,
suddenly
fatherless. there
are parts of us
that will dance
around recognizing
parts of you
because no one
wants to claim
a familiarity
to loss
.
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we are on a free
we are on a free
couch basis, just enough for
off-the-cuff advice
.
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from total solar
from total solar
eclipse to super blue blood
moon, you searched for me
.
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back when we used to
back when we used to
exchange letters, everything
was more – like meeting
in grand central this november,
recalling the length of your hair
.
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when we were water,
when we were water,
we didn’t have tongues to hold
back the words, trading
secrets effortlessly, with
abundance approaching drowning
.
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it’s true, i never
it’s true, i never
wrote about you,
in neither of the
simple nor elaborate
accordion space of
twelve years, not a
word in even the
most imperceptible
folds, it would seem
i am now making
up for lost time, like
a gypsy creature
tuning her la vie
en rose underground,
on the bleecker street
station platform,
skirt swaying
.
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