Tagged: parking lot
we were in the car,
we were in the car,
listening to The Cranberries,
like every third or
twenty-third newly and
nearly newly coupled,
lovestruck or not yet
requited, waiting
to grow older
while sitting
in the parking
lot of the universe –
Dolores felt like forever
.
20180116:0017
y
in the parking lot
in the parking lot
of us, there will be evenings
when we will stumble
around, remembering the
color, if not the shape of loss
.
20160727:0745
y
there is a parking
there is a parking
lot for red-letter days, birds
linger a little
longer without knowing why,
leave the same pile of feces
.
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y
