wake with tight teeth stressed
syllables express newly bright
ambiguity of ethical response
I can't stop thinking even after
all repose inspiring recovered
memories of underused clubs
still we are here with each one
world in pieces where or when
or if you were my finest friend
this I dare say despite a light
rain who might ignore regrets
embrace a fair welcome home
Saturday, April 30, 2011
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