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
.
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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
.
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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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